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Lost
Posted by Laura, Sep 6, 2008. 810 views. ID = 1684
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My boat has drifted westerly,
And in the midst of lethargy
I see a morning rising
And it greets me all alone.
Others surely see it grow,
Wherever they may be or go,
But here amid the waters
I am struck with every ray.
There are questions in my mind,
But for a moment I am blind
To all that swirls around me -
I am found when I see you.
And if I were the only one,
To ever venture from the sun
Still you would always come -
Take my compass, you are North.
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