Contributor: Nala Jimway
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You were ballast,
you held me
kept me low in the water
safe
serene
but as I grew
as I moved
took on the cargoes of distant lands
of wisdom
and time
and experience
you kept me low
kept me too low
so low
I started to sink.
Now, free of you
free of ballast
I sail
I
sail
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