Ships Lost at Sea
A Poem
We are continuously changing
In some ways, there never was an old us
We’re a living ship of Theseus
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Love this topic- and in such a concise and simple way, you have used a great metaphorical image to discuss how we are both the same and also different. Nicely done! 👏 🚢
And in a way we have also always been what we are only now just becoming. A gestalt, if you will.
In some ways, there never was an old us~I love that line
Very nice. Keep it up.