Young feet have a taste of living
with home just by it's side.
Letting go, young Columbus sails ahead
with lights dancing across the dark blue sky
towards a world he so briefly met.
The tide who softly alters
in a world of constant change.
Fearlessly we shall find our way.
So call me a sailor on a ship at sea,
for where we have been and where we will go
can be altered every day.
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