The New Canvas
Stringing the mast
I sail out onto the ocean vast.
Would I find solace
In a new land's canvas?
Attributing my time to the obvious
I procrastinate being curious.
Would it be more promising
to spend my time being conflicting?
Shouldn't I be giving in to fate
Smiling at the way things have turned desolate.
Travelling beyond thick and thin
Don't I finally deserve a win?
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