I left my quiet harbor
In favor of another—I know not where.
there are seas to cross
and storms to brave.
How could I prefer the foreign deep
to the encircling arms of my bay?
can only be learned
Yes, my craft is watertight.
I can navigate the unknown,
And O, the wind that fills my sails
blows from home.
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