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A big, black sea
A small, lonely lantern
On a small, lonely boat
In the big, black sea
And it’s

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Far away
Across the fields
A warm little cabin
And
As rain
Lashes;
As wind
Howls;
Outside
Inside, it’s

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An urban jungle
Claustrophobic concrete
Soullessness is
Contagious
But:
A roof
A star
A cigarette
Twinkling escape
And it’s

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