The ship reached its harbor
Offloaded cargo
Set sail again with the same crew and captain
And the storms that wracked it left only the one
Who now drifts in an uncertain sea
The sun beating down upon a too-bare body
That plots no course
While others sail by
Driven by winds that do not stir the drifter's hair
Pushed by currents the drifter does not feel
Speeding along to certain ends
And while they may well run aground
At least they know where they are going
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