good afternoon, all ruby hearts

there we were burning the oil
shaking plates and swinging low
with hard-to-please diamond souls
kicking the dust out from under me
so many nights gathering stone
with silver tears and weathered hearts
born to see the golden fleece
battling with a former fleet of ships
and casting out

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