The Lone Ship is washed ashore,
Without a destination without a home,
It sailed in the deep blue for days,
Sailed in solidarity of its own
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A purpose was it all looked for,
A reason to be and a reason to feel the breeze,
Despair was its eternal lot,
Disappointment of not bring free
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The sun has risen again,
It’s time for the ship to rise again too,
Rise from the its ashes,
Just like the phoenixes do
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Sailing is the ship’s way,
And sail it may,
Its journey may bless it with worthy sailors,
Until then it must sway, it must sway…
-Self
Life As We Show It 