Me Hearties
There is a place I long to be,
Somewhere out there near to the sea.
A dock, a mast, a mouth, a cast,
This place is where my heart will last.
I weep just like a new gull’s cries,
Naught but those skies will dry these eyes.
This be the place I call my home,
With it so far, I feel alone.
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