Group Hug
Each day when the whirling wind stretches your sails,
steer your ship my friend, master your ship.
When you feel isolated and trapped and all alone,
walk to the shore, barefoot in the sand,
let the waves splash their wetness onto your feet,
until these notions become undone.
No one understands you and sometimes you even question yourself,
come here and let me hug you, hug someone, hug anyone, hug everyone, group hug.
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