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Sail away, sail away
The gentle breeze of the salty wind
Blows in my face
I stare out across the ocean
And see my grandfather smiling back at me
I wipe the tears from my eyes
As I remember him,
And his love for the water,
Tears fall in the water,
Salt to salt,
Life to life.
Back and forth, back and forth. The empty swing set rocked on its own. The girl stood watching, thinking about how the swings, like her life were empty, and stuck in the same place for eternity.