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whispering water
lighting up the horizon
colourful dawning
comforting water
makes you want to drift away
homeward from your job
ferry to and fro
making you an offering
you cannot refuse
which way will you go?
find yourself a new future
or run from your past?
you’ll only bounce back
endlessly doubting which shore
you will set foot on
just accept your fate
your place in society
depending on you
look at the water
how it reflects all colours
for your eyes only
be free as a wave
rolling between the shore lines
finding its own way
there is a future
as bright as a fresh new dawn
on the horizon
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