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As a young man, I longed for passion in life
setting my sails, spent far from home
seeking out exotic lands
stirring oceans into a frenzied foam.

Oh, to breathe the scent of new perfumes
to taste kaffir upon my tongue
to dust the pages of books unread
bringing notes of life to songs unsung.

The thrill of skimming fresh new waves
riding high on tips of tides
shading eager eyes to see
strange new worlds the sea divides.

What could lie on distant coasts
straying from familiar lands
drifting off the paradise
to turquoise waters and beige white sands?

So I hoisted sails and flouted the wind
thumbed my nose with pride and haught
captains would soon bow down to me
aw- such a fool, such reckless thought

A dreadful storm soon rends my dream
as rain pelts down in a violent rage
wind whips the waters into a shattered mirror
unconcerned with innocence of age.

And I'm snapped up into a battle's blaze
a vagabond sent to a distant shore
the murky depths smirk up at me
I know not where to set my moor.

Alas! The sun bursts through a purple sky
and I, the helmsman of ship's hull
learn to wane upon the crests
then ebb back with moon's pull.

Dare I say, don't banish dreams
though fingers point and stones are cast.
Live, explore, teach and learn,
go ahead and raise that mast.

But as bold new youth sail away
captains of mystic lands to roam
my skin is now leathered and brown
so I'll sip my tea and browse books at home.

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