One Rowing Boat
The boat sails to where
Taking you across choppy or calm seas
An ocean so deep there is no bottom
It's simply immeasurable except by feeling
Only then do you fathom its depths
Moods just like yourself
Mirror image of water
On a world orbiting in space
A few miles this way or that
Too hot or too cold
We are all water
From the stars
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