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                        Stanzas of despair,
            written in the script of a sailor's song,

            Will trail off into the grey darkness of
                              your soul.

           Never kiss those eyes of the gardener,

                          lest he will arise.
                      Awoke and free, he will
            Harness all the seasons to the cherry


              Then, he will sprinkle all the petals
             and flowers of earth under your feet.

              " It is all yours", he will delude you.

                When you are imprisoned in his
               extravagant dreams sans hiatus,
                He will entreat you to return his

                           childhood that
                    He believes you possess.

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