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May 2010
Left homeport to find a new life
Adrift, a stranded sailor without a sail,
What water is this, I travel alone?
I search the horizon, to no avail.

Searching the seas for a new port to call mine
A storm came up, tore my ship ragged
Left with low provisions, and a mighty thirst
My mind is frayed, all jumbled and jagged.

Davy Jones is barking my name, from his list
Breeze comes up, makeshift I use my shirt
Feeble attempt to make my way to safe harbor
Please Poseidon send my journey to solid dirt.

A promising future is my one request
A life with honor, a partner, a friend
A new day dawns with red in the morning
The warning is ominous, I refuse to bend.

I defy the fates and make it through
Red sunset tonight bodes a better day tomorrow
Persevere and push on, change on the horizon
The gull is welcome, I reach a calm bay, end of sorrow.
Written by
Martin Trahbeg
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