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November 13, 2007
I have been carried off to sea who knows where you will find me I will lay beneath the black black skies use the moonlight for my eyes I will shine on you as it does me keeping it full for as long as it can be then I will leave and so it will go the dark dark night will tug and will pull I will push against the waters edge I will empty out the contents in my head but I won’t tell them to you anymore because you are no longer my anchor no longer my shore.