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superiority complex

It's a superiority complex.

There were two people on that boat.
Just two.
Drained from the rain and
soaked by the sun,
they were forced to travel beyond their will.
Wave over wave
time flew them by.
They forgot who they were,
tossed and thrown
and pulled back together the next day.
many a sunlight and moonlight saw them fade away.
Every gush of wind brought them hope,
soothing their aches.
But it also pushed them farther away from familiarity.

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