The Voyager

O sailor, o sailor
The anchor is being pulled up
As you bid adieu to the shore
You raise your hand
And wave goodbyes
Tears quietly moisten your
Beautiful eyes
It’s that time of year
When you sail to faraway land
And the sailing adventures on your voyage
Are always exciting
The way you intend
Be it the turbulent waters
Or the calm sea
You embrace each moment
With a confident glee
Coz your heart knows
Sailing sets your soul free

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