He realized this was it. His thoughts spoke frivolous innocence, But contained no destination For his boat was out of sync, And his mind remained in delusion. Out in the vast blue kingdom, He envisioned only one possibility. Blinded by a foolish conscious’ authority. But his guidance couldn’t remain locked inside his hollow brain, For he swore he’d be right one day. Flutter away, My dear child he’d say, But stay selfish in your love’s generosity And soar high, My dear child he say, But remain greedy in virtue’s pliability Heavy waves continued to rub against his boat, But this sailor was unaware of the anchor lingering his throat Until one night when the safety guard was lifted, Unintentionally, but his spirit was no longer scripted To follow the commands of his one-track mind For heaven had given its signal, And hell had displayed its sign. And he realized, This was it.
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