As The Ship Sails

As the ship sails
There may be rough seas
Continue to make adjustments
As you come across the whistling breeze
The journey will be tough
You may find yourself going through treacherous terrain
Rise up through the atmosphere
There is still knowledge for you to gain

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

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