I am clueless.
Lost.
I have a compass.
A sextant.
I know the North Star.
I know where to go.
Yet I am clueless.
The wind I do not depend on.
I am not a sailor.
I don't care about the ocean.
I am on a boat.
I can't walk.
You are land locked.
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