The Unmoored Ship
I waltz through the ship,
Yet not dancing like the eerie drizzle in my mind,
While footprints dissolve into the quiet embrace of the deck.
The laborers pace back and forth,
Hauling their burdens—
Just like me, struggling to steady my steps,
Misaligned with my thoughts.
I beg the tranquil wind
Not to whisper my prophecy to the sky,
But the sky...
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