Tales of the Fedora

The sails are unfurled. I’ll go where the wind takes me.
The shoreline on the horizon, once so full of promise and potential,
now a hazardous place, lined with rocks, shoals, and reefs.
Though I may be forced to turn back,
or brave the shallows and search for passage,
I may sail on without a port.
My sails are unfurled. I’ll go where the wind takes me.

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