KILLICK
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I am but a tiny boat,
one built from dreams and fears,
adrift on a sea of choices.
Yet, there you are—my killick, the heavy stone
that burrows deep into the sand,
keeping my boat afloat
in the face of the swell of uncertainty
and the pull of the tides.
Every crashing wave, every brewing storm
reminds me of...
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