Anchors
To succumb to one's own pride,
Or to the ferrying tides?
To hold on, you must decide,
That this journey's worth the ride.
Often times I see these boats
Stuck on sandbars, sometimes moats,
They can hardly stay afloat,
Yet somehow, onward they go.
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