the boat spent a few years taking passengers and luggage from one port to the next. all the while the passengers were satisfied and well fed and cared for and new friends were made between all of them. soon the ship wasnt necessary. it started taking on leaks. the vessel would be going down at some point. but it still felt the need to make the same route daily, even if no one was on the ship. each day it would sink deeper, but it would still have the strength. the captain figured out that the luggage on board was worse than the holes. the captain knew that the people and their new lives are much more important than the luggage left on board. the captain tossed the luggage, the ship rose, more luggage was tossed, the ship rose. the breach in the hull was no longer a problem. the ship rose. the ship rose. the ship rose. the ship would sail again. maybe not the same route. but the ship will rise. the ship will rise. the ship will not need the same passengers. the ship will rise.