The Anchor

September 28, 2009
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My mind is a ship
and I've lost my anchor -
it's floating around in Tennessee.

I'm swimming in circles
and I'm heading towards nowhere.
I miss my anchor painfully.

But the next time I see her,
will she still be my anchor?
O! What a wretched mystery.

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