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I sit and stare out the window trying to soak up all the imagery. I search the landscapes for meaning and look to find hope for a better tomorrow. I sleep and dream of the colors of Seas I'll never know and times all but forgotten. We see so much and comprehend so little of this short journey. We seek answers when questions are not even made known. Perhaps there is no meaning. Perhaps this is all happenstance and nothing will become of any of this. Perhaps, just as I dream of lands I'll never see, this is all someone else's dream. Pawns to the stars. Pawns to the winds. We fight, but the sea always takes control, it always has its way. Helpless, we let go and let the adventure take us away.