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The AnchorIt was there he lay thinkin' 'bout his day / the closing days of the year last, / 'twas then he'd be a man, and have to sail under his own mast
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Dost Thou Even Hoist?Ho' brethren / Ho' hounds of thine dwelling / Ho' men of rhyme
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Order of the Vinehead kept low / Axe fell disrupting years of Earth's work / pulling uh'way the weeds
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Why should IWhat could be more disheartening / than to fail those close to you / And to thus fail yourself-- watching success depart
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Poor HarvestLost in the grain / without the sun and moon, / just the darkness and gloom
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Interplanar Reverance (Adapted)I, the bird, to this marine world / looked back up at the bastion of mine / from a new perspective.
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While I'm still hereWhile((myYearsLeft.size())!=0){ / byYourSide=true; / myLove++;
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BlossomDried whisps crack / The skeletons of dreams once had / to dust and never back
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One LoveLike the moon calls the sea / I wish you to be with mea / we meet and part
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To SeeI have this feeling of insolubility / that cannot be quenched, / hunger without satisfaction,
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