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“Shipwrecked”
She was told the expedition was foolhardy
That could not deter
The desire to escape from her village
She set off a course
With no exact return date
To see the world
And everything in it
She wasn’t alone for long
Meeting many with a similar drive
Some sort of treasure
Some sort of prize
It was their common ground
They ventured west
A new life beyond the horizon
The days became months
As confidence started to falter
Most yearned to return home
Only some had to courage to do so
She could not retreat
Her home was an enclave to the rest of the world
She pressed on
She lives now in a land far away
The cause temporary
Her life is not the one she pictured
But it is better than some
It is better than none
The sense of adventure will return again
Though harder to extract in old age.
Flobo Boyce 