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You hoist your colours from the beginning of time. You set sail through the troubled waters sometimes with the wind in your back, sometimes without it. The storms and thunder makes you harder, the calm days in the sun with only breeze gives you time to think. And I wonder if I've learned anything on my voyage to oblivion. I've met my kraken and lost my love over and over. But yet i sail the seven seas of life, too young to die but without any hope or future. The bottle of rum is long gone, at least the healing part of it. Now it's just madness left. Please show me the light of the beacon, show me the lighthouse that leads the way too easy calm waters. I need the peace, just for the moment. Before I set sail and conquer the waves on my seas of life. Let it be storm, let it be rain. I like the sea when it's rough, it shows the respect of nature and gives you perspective of your life and your way to oblivion. Claim your voyage on the high seas, tame the oceans and you tame your life.... Then smile at oblivion when it's your time, regret nothing, laugh at sorrows and forget your scars...
©Gabriel Böck
