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8/17/22

I walk through the ships decks

Becoming lost in its maze of hallways

It takes a while to orientate myself

I finally find my way

Walking up the stairs

The movement of the waves disorientating me

I stumble up

Swaying from left to right

I make it back to my spot

Sitting down

I go limp in my seat

The rocking of the ship luls me into a dream like state

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