This is a companion story to The Boy in Red. However, due to the nature of these fics, there is no need to read it before this one. The Boy in Red is a series of poems (much like this one) about each of the Strawhat Pirates, while The Art of Freedom is a less linear, more request based series about other characters in the One Piece fandom. This series may also repeat characters, so just because there is already a poem about them, does not mean there never will be another one (including the Strawhat Pirates). If there are any characters you wish a poem to be written about, leave their name in a review, and I will do my best to comply. Other than that, please enjoy!

(The Art of Loving)

A wisp of a mind in the wind

Before, she was scattered

But Love can tie together

Even a lonely soul in tatters

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She's never sailed the sea before

Not like with these brave souls

She carries them through raging storms

And the calm sea's quiet lulls

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Now she has set off with them

To the grandest sea, the highest sky

She'll take them where they want to go

To any world, just watch her try!

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On adventures far and wide she's gone

To far off lands and waters

She's sailed treacherous seas before

Carrying to parties and to slaughters

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They know she's there, to some extent

And that's all she could ever ask

For she's the luckiest ship on the seas

With carrying the future King her task

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She knows her days are numbered now

Her hull is tired, her mast is weak

But she will die in a blaze of fire

So all will know that lambs aren't meek

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She will not make their dreams come true

Her boards are too old and worn

But she's the one that will take them to

The next lucky ship to be born!