G.O.A.T Sb 59 Poem by Thomas Kane

G.O.A.T Sb 59



Gather thy wind and know
Open the door and show
All ways doubt the giving
Tolerate the dead not living

Pirate paces the beast at least
Kracken kodes the bow below
Scepter seeds sorrows to man
Rule a dom king me knight done

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Not Evil lives but e in everything is the very thing that places ol pals all are enemies of the sea
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