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Oct 2018
lets salvage this shipwreck
and make it float again
i am a man
and a man must have a mast
i am a sailor
and you are a tailor
but what is that to Thee
our destinations may be great
but our destiny is incomplete
so many hours of anticipation
while we were lost at sea
now is the time
to retire your vagrancy
and you can expect
a new set of clothes
to adorn your subtle body
yes respect is a burden
unless it dwells within
for then you'll grow
steady like a mountain
and stronger than a tree
and your soul is as wide
as any canyon
that i ever did see
and this gift of sapience
is definitely not reserved
solely for you or me
Ganesha Michael Shapiro
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