If you make a friend of Time
It wouldn't matter if you have no dime
For waves that break in the mangrove beach
Will pull your ship from that sinking reef
If the light house is far
And the mist blocks the north star
Follow the terns to the left
Or north or south whichever is best
An oyster that pricks your feet
Could have a pearl in some distant beach
A raft that is blown to sea
Will reach the Island of Serendib
Written by: RJX
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