Little Boy Lost:

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My little brother,

Lost at sea,

My little brother,

Come back to me,

Where could he have gone?

Where could he be?

He’s knocked out with amnesia,

All these years; ten and three,

(and not eaten by sharks after all),

Or faked his own death maybe,

Swim little brother,

Swim home to me!

Or maybe it’s time I start to see,

The sea wants what she wants,

Doesn’t she?

She’s not worried about the sorrow,

Felt by you and me.

lost at sea

 

 

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