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[Poetry] Drifting


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I am the captain my ship,
But my ship has lost her mast,
The veil is ripped,
The crew is gone,
The helm broke down,
And I am very lost.

I stand on deck and look in front,
And nothing there I see,
The wind is still,
The sun is high,
There’s only sea and me.

I drift away so many days,
So many days at sea,
But in the end, rejoice my friend,
A storm it can be seen.

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If my memory is correct, and it should be, this is the first poem I posted on steemit. Back in November 2016 when I started to write on this platform and rediscover my passion for writing.
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