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Aye a fisherman, You called me first

To a love forever unrequited.

Not a drop to drink or slake this terrible thirst

And casual strangers are not invited

To this place where agonies are sewed

Into the buds of wings upon your back

And a merciless adversary wields a goad

Sprinkling salt ire into every open crack.

I will be with you.

I will be with you, star-crossed destiny.

Twelve men, called to do or die

Plus You, we made a baker’s dozen

(I always tended to over-simplify

Especially when talking to my cousin.)

I could see that You wanted to be all things to all men.

But frankly some of it just went over my head

My way was more whatever it took to

Give to us this day our daily bread.

If I’m to be with you.

If I’m to be with you, star-crossed destiny.

All causes of unnatural disasters

Are to be found within ourselves:

Sometimes we look so longingly at the backs of departing masters

We forget to dust our own dirty, little shelves.

But once whoever is without blemish has thrown

With such a heavy, heavy heart

His heavy, heavy stone

On the Saltire cross, there he’ll remain — forever set apart.

I am always with you

I am always with you, star-crossed destiny.

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