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Winds of time, Blow into my sail, I'm sick of this journey, All tired and pale. I can't row on anymore, My arms are frail, I'm still stuck in nothingness, I'm afraid I'll fail. I've weathered the storms, Fought through wind and gale, I've fought like the hero, In Sinbad's Tale. I got drunk on your adventures, Like a pitcher of ale, I reel from the hangover, My breath's still stale. I feel I'm close to the mountains, I've wanted to scale, Give me the directions, Blow into my sail.