The Voyage

I can see the worries unfold in your eyes.

I vision your golden river of lies, you hear volume of winds that are untrue.

My captain, you must be the one to see it through.

Divert  course, manipulate your direction.

Failure is not an option, it is your head that is up dissection.

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