I'm trying to get the wind back into my sails and loosening the rigging and straighten the mast. I'm holding the tiller and searching the horizon for the faded stain of distant land. The image of the bald head with the time piece balancing upon his head is tied to a string held by an unseen hand.
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I don't see Mari in that boat sailing away...is the boat you? Bon voyage???
It's time...a drift in the universe.
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