Lost at sea
Even through the dense fog
Even though I don’t know
If this journey is to go on
Or I will meet my demise
Even though there is nothing
To say you are to rise
Nothing to peer through fog
To foretell or surmise
That victory is upon us
Our ships will reach the shore
Our enemies have hurt us
But held us back no more
The prize we seek could be myth
Our bet could be hit or miss
But even though all of this
I will carry on
Tell the bards to tell the story
Of one who missed every glory
But that of not giving up
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