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Every day I set sail on a stainless steel ship. It’s a little too heavy to float but every day is just short enough where I can make it out and back before sinking. But I’d love to see the sun on a longer day, so I cut down the sitka spruce planted on the day I was born, and I whittled it until I had carved a wooden heart the same size as my fist Now I sail in my little boat with my beautiful new wooden heart to keep me afloat. I still have to use every ounce of myself to focus on keeping me above the water but the sun shines brighter and the days stay longer. One sunny day I found myself castaway along your shore. I still had my wooden heart to make sure I would get home safely and I was keeping it oh so close to me. You introduced yourself with a smile and all I could bring myself to do was give my wooden heart to you. I only left once every trace of the sun was gone from the sky to return home. Now my boat is holding water just as closely as I held my heart.
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May 5, 2018
May 5, 2018 at 8:07 PM UTC
Wooden Heart
Every day I set sail on a stainless steel ship. It’s a little too heavy to float but every day is just short enough where I can make it out and back before sinking. But I’d love to see the sun on a longer day, so I cut down the sitka spruce planted on the day I was born, and I whittled it until I had carved a wooden heart the same size as my fist Now I sail in my little boat with my beautiful new wooden heart to keep me afloat. I still have to use every ounce of myself to focus on keeping me above the water but the sun shines brighter and the days stay longer. One sunny day I found myself castaway along your shore. I still had my wooden heart to make sure I would get home safely and I was keeping it oh so close to me. You introduced yourself with a smile and all I could bring myself to do was give my wooden heart to you. I only left once every trace of the sun was gone from the sky to return home. Now my boat is holding water just as closely as I held my heart.
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May 5, 2018
May 5, 2018 at 8:07 PM UTC
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