the choppy waters up ahead
signal the coming storm..
but what if you could save yourself
by appeasing its earliest form?
a lone albatross crosses the troubled waters
doing as nature dictates he must..
seeking shelter in what he knows,
something he can trust.
what if you were lost at sea
bewildered...at your best?
how would you regain yourself,
and determine what comes next?
you'd look behind you now and then
in search of another stray,
come upon the same old friend
the storm had took away.
the process runs tryingly slow,
yet all you do is wait...
do as you must, but never forget,
the rest is up to fate...
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