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By Eric Nutter Submitted by distant moon Date: 2007 Sep 25 Comment on this Work [[2007.09.25.00.52.17877]] |
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You can't just hand out dead reckonings, as if you've lived the waters and told the tales. Morning skies prove red warnings, yet you've charted course and set your sails. But please don't hear me out...a bad, bad man and I'm salty. Thirsty till the drought, and your well run dry without me. |