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And in the darkness

     as I await the dawn

to take up my duffel

     and beyond my way

possessions few

     my load light

burdens cast aside

     things I no longer need

on swells slow

     beneath seagulls glide

breeze through the riggings

     in freshening air

I know not where

     the course shall go

what distant shores

     for me await

nor does it matter

     to begin the new

where I may be

     in the new day

the future calls me

     I know not where

but I must travel

     and go away