Though it was but cannot be
Time decides to set us free
Deep oceans crave forgotten past
The loss and burden I will cast
And even time decides to heal
Making the heart ready to feel
A scary step to wonderland
Only a map is on my hand
I keep sight of the other shore
It cried and crumbled to the core
Missing the boat that's in the dock
That part is now an empty rock
I bid farewell to sailing ships
Kissing their eyes with tender lips
This boat will be a part of me
Just like an apple to a tree
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