Voyage Of Life

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All aboard the ship filled with mortal destiny
Where the starting point is life and the endpoint is death
Where we raise the flags as our destination set it course
Yet the final path is only discovered as the ride depart from it port
Now, wave goodbye to the youthful land of green
Because this is the journey where the mature sea of blue is the only sight for thee

As the dawn of the sail hit once the shore fell
As we ride coast to coast, the passengers decide on how to spend their morale
Maybe they can sing sea shanties as they chug their favorite cider
Or they mingle and dance as they try to romance the other riders
They can be sea sick and vomit their regret as sweat drip from their brow
Or sit in their quarters reading refined books as they stay away from passing crowds

As the passenger age, the captain kept steering with a face so straight
Even a stormy weather won't make the captain face easily break
The ship might take rough shores and wind that resemble a giant's breath
Despite the hardships, many stay to manage the potential threat
But some victim may have fallen overboard as the ride get more treacherous
But even in the most peaceful nights, some leave early with their souls being adventurous

The voyage has almost end and the ship been anchored tightly
But every time the captain looks at the remaining passenger, the numbers always decreased quietly
And those who stay have visibly age while the deserter fade like ghost
Once the ancient passengers takes it final stay on this sea vessel with an tenacious host
The looks of faces varied with some seem serene or even anxious as their feet leapt off the boat

The captain shed it traditional tears as the last passenger leave the ride
The ole bell ring as the captain feels a weird sense of pride
But every time he voyage back to the formal land of youthful green
He always welcome back with a growing land with a new sets of people with new dreams
The captain starts it's new journey with the same destination no matter the vessel core
The same journey that every fresh soul has to eventually aboard

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