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The fading stars, the distant tide,
A compass turns, no place to hide.
The captain calls, the crew obeys,
Through twilight skies and ocean haze.
Where does the needle point its way?
To endless nights or dawn's first ray?
A journey marked by unseen lines,
In hearts of sailors, hope still shines.
The harbor fades, a fleeting sight,
Beneath the waves, an ancient rite.
The past dissolves in waters deep,
The present flows, the future sleeps.
Where does the needle point its way?
To endless nights or dawn's first ray?
A journey marked by unseen lines,
In hearts of sailors, hope still shines.
Through storms of thought, through winds unknown,
The sea reveals we're not alone.
Each choice a wave, each step a tide,
The map within, our truest guide.
The book lies closed, its pages worn,
Its wisdom left for hearts forlorn.
To journey on, though paths entwine,
The compass holds, its truth divine.
Where does the needle point its way?
To endless nights or dawn's first ray?
A journey marked by unseen lines,
In hearts of sailors, hope still shines.