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Compass and Map

Take my hand, let's find what we were looking for. Don't bother to bring your compass, it will only point us north. I don't want to be led anywhere, I want the wind to do that for us. The wind is unpredictable, not stable like the compass. I don't want to look to anything to help us find directions, for once, I don't want to be tied down to rules and regulations. So don't bring your map, I don't know how to read it anway. I should've learned to long ago like everyone used to say. But it seems that it has paid off and trained me for today. Because all those lines and symbols would just get in the way. They say you should always carry a compass or a map, but they don't always help. We're not going to rely on these things to help us find ourselves. The only thing we need is a dry place to crash and... the only thing I need is the touch of your hand.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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