The Final Frontier
Saturday, October 20, 2012
Sails
I'm rather restless.
I don't want to sit here anymore.
I want to get out.
I want to go.
Let's fill the sails full of air.
Let's cross the seas.
Let's find some treasure.
I want to get out.
Let's sail 'til we run out of wind.
I want to get out.
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