And i am losing
The one certainty of my life
A ship is safe at the harbor,
They say,
But that is not what ships are built for
And you, my harbor.
Perhaps i am meant to know
What floundering in the sea really means
Or perhaps i too,
Am meant to have an adventure
(A real adventure this time,
Because in every past thrust away
I have had you to come back to)
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