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Aug 2019
Lucifer, go to sea
Be a hip cat
Be a ship’s cat
Somewhere, anywhere
That cat’s something I can’t explain

At night prowling, sifting sand
Hiding around on the ground
He’ll be found when you’re around.

I can’t explain
Sam is something that’s in now
A fashion trend
Sam is my mind
Or is that too complex
I bid you well
Forever
To never be tamed
Sam.
Evan
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