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my body, a ship lost at sea

my mind, a broken compass

my destination is no longer in my hands

but it is caught between the ferocious waves.

yet it is not the storm i fear,

it is my heart, an anchor

who is so eager, to stay put in this storm

i do not understand why...

why it so dearly holds on to the toxic past.

i just want to follow the sea,

because in those ferocious waves

theres forgiveness

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⏰ Last updated: Jan 11, 2018 ⏰

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