Let loose the sails
And pray that the wind will blow.
Don't forget to lift the anchor,
And get ready to go.
Inspiration brews above
In the cloudy, gray blue sky.
Let the wind of creativity,
Whip up and blow on by.
Cut through the icy waters,
Of words and ink and pen.
It's no longer a question of if there will be a story...
It's only a question of when.
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