domingo, 30 de julho de 2023

Under a black flag

The fires, within me, set me ablaze

And betwixt flames and shadows, there is haze

There is smoke and light

And the moon, tonight

Shines ever so bright



Between the horizon and the sea

there's a silver line

That all it does, all it will ever do, is to shine


And the things that cannot be

Are like the mirage, that takes drunken sailors ashore

Craving for more, 

They drink and smile, stealing the brits' tea

Selling it for doublons and rum

And then, between them, like brothers, divide the sum



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