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The young man was crying, that I was, long ago But now the clock has found me on the shore The gulls are crying for much more Where the winding weeds have made their mark There the needs have found their brides Fireman crabs put out their spark In the lottery of the tides And coins fall on into my remains Bear me to my submarine Depths of oceans rich and clean Fish kiss the place that was my face Wander through my head of dreams Cream of flesh beneath her lace Carriage drawn by white seahorse team Memories falling rocked by worms Debts and credits come to terms Once too often have I run Out of benevolent sun Depths protect me in my shell Now I hear the rusty bell Forget the love that was in my eyes Now the light is ten years gone The longlost galleon was a prize But it has sailed further on Morning found that I missed a trick Left me rotten without a brick Hear bananas call my name It is the end of the game Toast me with your daily rum In my life's aquarium

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