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This bark's outlasted The wintery blast, But at the cost Of the main mast. Raise the spiniker And the jib, Hoist a sail, Man the pumps, There's no good reason To jump - just yet; We're temporarily adrift Searching for a friendly shore To lay anchor deep, Waiting for your Lighthouse eyes To show the way home.
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Jan 31, 2015
Jan 31, 2015 at 11:39 AM UTC
Adrift
This bark's outlasted The wintery blast, But at the cost Of the main mast. Raise the spiniker And the jib, Hoist a sail, Man the pumps, There's no good reason To jump - just yet; We're temporarily adrift Searching for a friendly shore To lay anchor deep, Waiting for your Lighthouse eyes To show the way home.
francie-lynch
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Jan 31, 2015
Jan 31, 2015 at 11:39 AM UTC
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