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I sail these seas without an anchor

Resigned to thrashing waves.

Whitecaps wash against me.

I rock and sway

Every which way.

Here amid the frothy brine

There’s no invitation I’ll decline,

No hand turned away.

To make myself a brand new start

I’ll mark a path inside your heart.

Whether Timbuktu

Or inside of you

Anywhere is home

Wherever I roam.