by James Galvin
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I felt like I was sending the wrong signal
From the lighthouse.
Amnesiac waves swashbuckled in
From where pirates keelhauled the ne’er-do-well.
As usual, I was the last to know.
I felt like I was sending the wrong signal
From the lighthouse.
Amnesiac waves swashbuckled in
From where pirates keelhauled the ne’er-do-well.
As usual, I was the last to know.