Suck the wind
out of my sails
my Lord
or send
me forth upon journeys
to far distant seas
either way
I walk forth boldly to day
of destinies
many roads may
be taken
but all shall be taken
overcome bend
the knee take
your place in histories
ultimate conclusion
when clock
runs down to judgement destinies.
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