#1: boats, anchors, and sailors, oh my

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darkness was not the absence of light,

but the absence of him. 

i see

the colours of a rainbow,

and my heart floats

but my stomach sinks.

cold was not the absence of heat,

but the absence of him. 

i feel

the ocean tides

and my boat floats

but my anchor sinks.

if my heart is a boat 

and my stomach is an anchor

. . . 

then he was the sailor. 

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