the crescent house the crooked oar that strove to swim but broke the shore it swept us up a lantern for the crescent house the crooked oar it dropped me to the very door passed out on the pinebox floor liquored us to clean the sore it dropped me to very door I can't sleep aaaah that's enough I've remembered this before the dreary task of living's chore hazy thoughts then thought no more of I've remembered this before
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