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As time has come to go to bed

I know not why I cannot sleep,

I have counted a million sheep…

Got an old song stuck in my head;

It goes like this: wide blue ocean

Upon which sails a golden ship,

Around the world goes its long trip

In slow and smooth locomotion,

The captain, a strong man of old,

Seeks a legendary potion

That is said to birth emotion

For lone hearts that have long grown cold.

Mighty, he roams the seven seas,

Under the skies, above water

Spans the kingdom of his daughter

For whom each day heavens he pleas.

He would conquer the world for her

And not even to the gods bow

But it is too late for that now

Only wait brings what comes after…

No one can hear the silent cries

But the soft wind and the seagull,

Though not a day does his heart dull,

Oh the flame burns bright in his eyes!

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