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Carefree Cruise

When we sail upon the sea
We approach tranquility,
Gliding silently along
With a breeze that's not too strong.
Destination does not count
As our pleasures slowly mount.
Though we only circle round
Perfect peace can still be found.
As we see that day is done
And admire the setting sun
We have packed our cares away
So that we enjoy the day.

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