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Ship on the Sea


Coursing through the mystery 

 

and I see the pretty lights,

 

while I think about my history

 

within these lonely nights.

 

Nothing is the same

 

when I cry,

 

but I play a game

 

and look way up high.

 

It's something new,

 

a different place,

 

such deep, deep blue.

 

I look into the empty space.

 

I search deep inside me,

 

beginning my journey on the sea.

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