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I worry where my ship will drop anchor,                            and where the journey will end. I worry if you'll set sail with me,                            or tear down my mast. I worry when the winds change direction,                            while I'm asleep below deck. I worry that my crew will call mutiny,                            for a captain's mistake. I worry where I'll throw my line,                            or if I'll even get a bite. I worry why I worry so much,                            and then I remember that I'm            in open water.
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Jan 6, 2014
Jan 6, 2014 at 5:01 PM UTC
Open water.
I worry where my ship will drop anchor,                            and where the journey will end. I worry if you'll set sail with me,                            or tear down my mast. I worry when the winds change direction,                            while I'm asleep below deck. I worry that my crew will call mutiny,                            for a captain's mistake. I worry where I'll throw my line,                            or if I'll even get a bite. I worry why I worry so much,                            and then I remember that I'm            in open water.
daniel-skuret
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Jan 6, 2014
Jan 6, 2014 at 5:01 PM UTC
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