.You know it's time to sail home/ When your conquests leave you starving and stranded/ And all the courses plotted/ Encapsulate less than what was demanded/ When the tricks of scurvy begin bending bones/ And wanderlust no longer beleaguers the throne:/ Give up the ghosts/ There is no golden city/ Fab.
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