The wave looked small from a distance
But they stood beside us with their large ships
“We’ll fight” they said
“Together” they said
Then when it came with all its glory
There was no one left but us
Fighting the water with our small rickety boat.
Jan 22, 2020
Jan 22, 2020 at 8:38 AM UTC
The wave looked small from a distance
But they stood beside us with their large ships
“We’ll fight” they said
“Together” they said
Then when it came with all its glory
There was no one left but us
Fighting the water with our small rickety boat.
I always thought that standing against the current was easy, it’s not. The wave is big and loud and hard.
And I don’t know if it’ll take me down with it or not.
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