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Ship of Mine
I've been bucketing water out of this ship for far too long.
I've pondered how did I let it get this far.
It's been months apon years of the same holes that reappear.
Sinking me slowly when I was steering.
I've crashed onto shore.
I thought barely keeping afloat was enough.
That landing onto shore showed me breathing isn't enough.
I look for help and see none.
My battle for freedom has begun.
