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" A smooth sea never made for a skilled a sailor. "

So here we are, life.

You, me, and a rough sea. 

But, at least I have the sea. 

Rough as it may be, I still have the sea.

Always, and forever. My one true love: the sea.

I wonder, life, how this is meant to shape me. 

I wonder, life, what we are meant to accomplish together?

I wonder.

Life. 

What am I supposed to do with you?