35 lines
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35 lines
877 B
Markdown
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title: Navigation
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week: 27
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date: 2025-07-09
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we have these ancient ways within,\
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ocean currents and stars that spin\
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at dizzying heights they guide us far,\
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from mountain's peak to sandy bar
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we navigate our world with hope,\
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without exploring we lose our scope\
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the planet shrinks and boundaries tighten,\
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our fear of other will surely heighten
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go out to your place, make peace,\
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opportunities will never cease\
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new experiences every day,\
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life grows its brilliance along the way
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It's an art of minutiae\
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Reliant on fiducia
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My conviction of winds prevail\
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Carried fourth by persistent gale\
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With trust that this compass points true\
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Keeping to headings we pursue
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My belief the stars won't blink out\
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As constellations mark our route\
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With respect to the mappers chart\
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And Information there impart
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Many small leaps of faith contrive\
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To keep my reckoning alive
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