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Navigating Life My house is a boat drifting down a river; I’m mystified by rivers why do they recklessly seek the ocean and oblivion? Do a river, think, it can have a calming effect on the giant, ease its uncontrollable rages and influence ocean’s flows and landfalls? I’m here against my will, owner of a houseboat I dread the great oceans its vastness gives me a phobia I’m compelled to conquer or live my life in terror. The river and I are siblings finding it difficult to accept the ending of the script that’s written just for us.
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Sep 26, 2016
Sep 26, 2016 at 5:38 AM UTC
navigating life
Navigating Life My house is a boat drifting down a river; I’m mystified by rivers why do they recklessly seek the ocean and oblivion? Do a river, think, it can have a calming effect on the giant, ease its uncontrollable rages and influence ocean’s flows and landfalls? I’m here against my will, owner of a houseboat I dread the great oceans its vastness gives me a phobia I’m compelled to conquer or live my life in terror. The river and I are siblings finding it difficult to accept the ending of the script that’s written just for us.
jan-oskar-hansen
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Sep 26, 2016
Sep 26, 2016 at 5:38 AM UTC
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