Five years art over
When I met my sailor
Who sailed my aimless boat
Towards life or a certain post
Which was missing in the past
That caused me to be aghast;
Honest is thy guide
For me it's a sense of pride
Thy heart is filled with love
For me thou art all above
Constructive is thy all advice
For thou art worldly-wise;
I owe all I've to thee
For thou made me that I wanted to be
If I found thee not to be my guide
I might move to some other side
So, let me thank for what thou did
Churning out all that remained in me hid.
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