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fiogf49gjkf0d Lazy ships
Tired galleys are setting off
To a cold embrace of blue pastures
Thousand strokes or just thousand eyes
Floating into tricky skies
Mirth of sun, vigor, hate
All is just a grin of faith
The horizon's like a flirt
Coming closer but won't come forth
No reason no
For heartbrakes, no
Lazy ships are leaving port
Sparkling waters to unfold
Taking time to quicken pace
All is falling into place
Indifferent gaze from off the deck
Everything is according to plan
Lazy ships are dying for
Just once to lose course
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