passions and pain
Up one side and back again
People come and people go
some walk with you.. others over you
Some enter fast.. some leave slow
Where the rubber meets the road
or the boat rests upon the sea
My friends have met my soul; old
Some know my soul on the surface, some dive deep
Depends on the connection and the reciprocation
I find in the face and the soul of my peeps
I will treasure and take on each travel and trip
the time you can share, dear pirate or saint
As we explore the world, ridin' the waves in our Friend Ship
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