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You setting sun,
we were terrorised
as we reached the hull
and the ship capsized
and we cast our stones on silent seas,
in memories.
Pure solid gold, you're not alone,
hearing unseen sounds from the depths below,
and you've settled well into darker glows, far away.
You setting sun, you're a setting sun
casting dark on everyone, but you've a heart of gold and I'm a castaway soul and we're sailing home.
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