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The ship of them is no made of fancy materials,
‘Twas made of light materials that can be teared by just one blow.
Yet it soared strong to every blow
Not because of what the ship was made, but because of how it was made.

Bondage with differences,
They meet and accord to each.
Hearing rude words from one’s mouth,
Was responded with glowing smiles.

Tears are not judged,
‘Twas respected by everyone.
Claiming of not being strong,
Only made them to accept and console each one.

Sharing laughter’s is not all they do,
They still talk of wisdom and experiences from their own.
That’s why, their ship is full,
Not with people but with experiences, laughter’s, and even tears.

If one of them is dizzy of the travel,
They paused and show care to one of their shipmate.
Helping him/her to be more okay,
To the travel of their way.

As soon as the moon eats the light of sun,
And cold wind blew from where they stand,
Sharing heat of laugh and wisdom they do,
Just to help each one to stand firm from the coldness it blew.

To where they row their ship of gold,
Always seeking new shipmates to accord with their goals.
Welcomed everyone with hugs and smiles,
That is not fake but full of truth.

Their fondness of challenges,
Brings light to everyone.
As they were made to bond,
Not with similarities but with differences they have.

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