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Beacon

Inner warmth

pours from your eyes.

Beacons

for a lonely ship

Sailing empty oceans

Hungry heart

and teeth to tear.

I’d bury myself inside you.

I would call you home.

But don’t worry love,

The will is good.

And the ocean always calls me home.

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