Straight lines and numbers
to swirling clouds of orange and pink
Shifting in and out of focus
Visions of what I think
Constantly are swaying
like a boat adrift at sea
The winds are always changing
Direction-less? or free?
I wish to become a skilled sailor
To navigate the shifting tides
I also want a relaxing trip
Sit back, enjoy the ride
A ship can't drift forever
without washing into shore
However there is the risk
of sinking to the ocean floor
A follow a straight line
Just before the setting sun
My compass points the way
The adventure has begun
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