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Sailboat Log

Wind is blowing pretty hard. See why the hand holds Will lift you and slam you. Sometimes the boat leaves the water completely. Your raceing around the deck trying not to be swept overboard. You are so soaked, wind chilling you to the bone. Half filled with fear Yet the grin says I'm having the time of my life Make a mistake your dead I have no care about dead. Doesn't matter to me. I'm alive. Nature slamming me every way Waves that lean the boat to where you swear the boats mast is almost touching the water each rock of a wave What's crazy I can't swim a lick . Don't care. Better my body on the ocean floor than ashes sitting forever on someone's shelf You can sit in a couch feeling sad thinking life has past you by . Waste away in sorrow No thoughts on tomorrow Or get yourself up go out and bring life to you Like its said you live only once. You live every day. you die only once Your choice. Make the most out of what short time we get, or you waste away wishing. Yeah. Only you can make this choice

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