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33 Ship Songs Day and night small beings die behind the walls, Resurrect back into voice. It is No singular grief or song, that chirrup Winding its strangled hiccup down then Starting up again. The strong man hammers Pipes, lost in his clamor. The sailor Sighs with every dip and roll, remembering The sea always drops out from under What he’s lost. ...

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