I am the ship

that has carried pirates and runaways

through the saltiest seas just because

I'm too kind to let souls sail alone.


I am the one with the treasures

Every ruby, emerald and diamond

That could easily give any noble man

His rightful palace and throne.


I am the battered and the beaten

By strong winds and high tides

And after all of this meaningless travel

I see you.

And all I've been doing

is trying to get home. 


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