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blue lagoon
I ask, for love. if true it be,
where lie you, so I can see.
Come so I can hold you above the fore
Of my sunken ship
So as with mist and dew we may kiss.
let clouds lay still in the azure of Octobers bliss
And fish be set in summers creel.
Come my dear, so we lay
With Sheets snaked at beds end
And whisper broken tears upon my ears.
while the wood chokes out the night in fray.
come my dear, lay with me and say love is what we feel.
where lie you, so I can see.
Come so I can hold you above the fore
Of my sunken ship
So as with mist and dew we may kiss.
let clouds lay still in the azure of Octobers bliss
And fish be set in summers creel.
Come my dear, so we lay
With Sheets snaked at beds end
And whisper broken tears upon my ears.
while the wood chokes out the night in fray.
come my dear, lay with me and say love is what we feel.
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