Wish

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Sail

me away

from here.

Let me feel the

sun on my face and

the wind in my hair, hear

the water crash against the bow.

I will look out across the waves and find

answers nestling along the sparkling horizon.

Must I

return

already?

Couldn’t I stay awhile, stretch out like a sea-star on the sun-bleached deck?

Breathe in the healing air until my weary soul is soothed.

Take me a little further, give me a little longer.

Direct me, for I have lost my compass.