The ship

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Poem:

I really want to tell someone what goes on Inside this head on mine
There's a ships wheel
Always turning
Sometimes on its own or maybe there's a captain involved
A small girl
She whips and turns the wheel as if at sea
But she seals the deal
She locks the wheel in place
Get gives herself some space
And goes to sleep
I want to keep the girl
To keep my sails furled
To keep wind blowing
And to keep my ship going

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