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On the Sea

Navigating my mind is like being a sailor on the open sea.

Avoiding the rocks and waves,

trying to read the compass to figure out where I need to go nextbut I never learned how to read a compass.

I am on the ship aloneno crew and no direction.

When I look out on the horizon, I see a storm forming.

Instead of fighting to stay aboard I let go,

into the feelings of inappropriate guilt,

attacking me a sea monster wanting to destroy everything in its path.


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