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set adrift, flotsam, driftwood, maybe a log, big enough to carve a canoe out of, but then where, and where to go swiftly? the open ocean, the sea currents, the tropics, doldrums, and jet streams, weather watches, ports and harbors, so much ocean, so much life, so much, so many, so few and often, compass on the fritz, too much metal all around, no true north, the compass doesn't quite work, maybe it never did, maybe it was just made up, or maybe not, spinning round and round and round, buildings swirls, fountains of color, streaming video to my eyes, keep spinning until you can't take standing anymore and fall on down, enjoy the aftereffects, then pick up your things and head on home.
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