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Jun 2015
through
The Straits of Magellan
where
the ghosts of whales
be not alone
but
we find
their bones
molded by time
into
wooden chimes
ring near
dead ships
and
dead sailors
Written by
Stu Harley
886
   Arlo Disarray
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