Can we make you Nolan?
Can we make you the young man with no country?
Maybe you had been him for some time,
since you were small,
with small hands then and---
But maybe you didn't want to see the man go,
but you knew he had to,
and you wondered if that boat,
if that quiet lightning off on the night horizon was beckoning you,
it had to be,
not because you wanted it,
but because that was what was inshore---
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