Starsailor - Buckley Tim

I am a bee out in the fields of winter

And though I memorized the slope of water,

Oblivion carries me on his shoulder:

Beyond the suns I speak and circuits shiver,

But though I shout the wisdom of the maps,

I am a salmon in the ring shape river.

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