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1. An endless sea, sailing ships— which to board? Some sail to fortune, some drift to storm. I wait by the shore, watching sails pass by. 2. The wind moves me, the storm pushes me, the waves carry me through an endless sea. I would adjust my sails, but I know no shore.
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Sep 23, 2025
Sep 23, 2025 at 5:41 AM UTC
Between Shore and Sea
1. An endless sea, sailing ships— which to board? Some sail to fortune, some drift to storm. I wait by the shore, watching sails pass by. 2. The wind moves me, the storm pushes me, the waves carry me through an endless sea. I would adjust my sails, but I know no shore.
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Sep 23, 2025
Sep 23, 2025 at 5:41 AM UTC
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