I Can Picture It

I've been recently visualizing a beach that I dreamt of years ago, I now see it coming into focus. I am traveling by boat, sails set. While previously buffeted and capsized by the waves of alternate solutions, the "ors" of eddying chance, the only ones remaining now are the oars we are using to hasten our arrival, home.

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