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Shadow Rock

Cobwebs cover the window sills And dust chokes the doors All is quiet, air stagnant as camera stills Take heed, steer clear of these shores On dark nights they shine the beacon Sound the horn to signal danger Tarry not, your resolve shall weaken For its they you should fear, stranger Dread not the sunken pirate ships But here’s no safe harbor to dock The night crew, the Graveyard Crypts Man the lighthouse on this rock”

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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