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Debris 5

Part of the cluster DEBRIS.

DESPAIRING cries float ceaselessly toward me, day and  
 night, The sad voice of Death—the call of my nearest  
 lover, putting forth, alarmed, uncertain, This sea I am quickly to sail, come tell me, Come tell me where I am speeding—tell me my  
  destination.

Part of the cluster DEBRIS.

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