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Imagine being a captain of my own ship
Sailing towards the endless horizon
Exploring no boundaries
Every evening
Standing on the deck of the ship
As it drifts with the current
Watching sunset
Feeling the sea breeze on my skin and
Occasionally
Listening to the songs of the whales and then
Slowly the night embraces me with its gentle moonlight
Falling into dreams
I imagine myself free