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One ship drives east and another drives west,
With the self same winds that blow.
’Tis the set of the sails,
And not the gales,
That tell us the way to go.
Like the winds of the sea are the ways of fate;
As we voyage along through life,
’Tis the set of a soul,
That decides the goal,
And not the calm, or the strife.
Last seen Feb 2 2008