Untethered
If I were a sailing ship with my mast set most high, I would let the wind guide my way and steer it not would I. My destination it would determine, and I'd ne'er regret the waves or the changing of the sea, for where my journey takes me, then that is where I'll be.
Copyright © Bobby Sweet | Year Posted 2016
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