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Dreams
Of ships bent in
Their bowsprits cringed
And drawn like skin
Taut across their skeletons
I'm lashed to you
Like Turner on the mast and sail
Spat and cursed the frothing gale
A fool's fleet lost is no loss
While I row
Long sleep whispers like snow
To the sea
Tossed till I'm lost
While I row
Long sleep whispers like snow
Dreams
Of ships bent in
Their bowsprits cringed and drawn
A fool's fleet lost is no loss
While I row
Long sleep whispers like snow
To the sea
Tossed till I'm lost
While I row
Long sleep whispers like snow
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