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Sky Sailor's Handbook, Thoughts and Imaginings
The Flying Ship
Monday, February 20, 2012
Teenage Wasteland
Yes, that is a tan line from my holiday on my arms. Also here's the link to the real song like I promised:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x2KRpRMSu4g
Thanks for watching.
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I am only a slave poet And my chains are those that are worn like armor By the most foolish dictators idols to their own grotesque Bury me with my flute, a knife, coins on my eyes And say you knew I was unrepentant
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