Jul 2018
I tell myself I am to late
Though I cannot cling to resolution
For' nor 'aft I have no direction
Still the waves may take me
Wish and whim alike
I am but a vessel
And a shallow one at that
Though I cannot cling to resolution
For' nor 'aft I have no direction
Still the waves may take me
Wish and whim alike
I am but a vessel
And a shallow one at that
(22/F/Spent Out)
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