Sail Away

Seldom do we take the time to reevaluate what is most precious to us.

Lack of appreciation for things we have, and the yearning for the things we do not.

I shed a tear every time I realize how far away from myself I've drifted. 

With no intentions of sailing home, I run to a familiar place.

The vast ocean that calls out my name reeling me in deeper, and deeper.

At the shore, I take one glance back at all the things I have and the people I love. 

One last look to remind myself that there will always be love on these shores, 

but now its time to explore. 

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