My Ship
Do not
Ask me for
Directions in
Life.
My ship has been
Drifting;
Pushed
This way
And
That by the
Tides of
Time.
I do not
Know which is
Forward and
Which is
Backward;
Which is
Up and
Which is
Down.
But I know
One thing.
It is my
Ship.
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