i sailed the seven seas to get to you.
i caught every disease known to man,
typhus, lepracy and gangrene.
i had to chew my rotting arm off.
i ate and made love to vermin.
(desperation makes one climb the highest mountain to feel warm moist flesh)
i am an armless, diseased rat fucker.
i sail toward your shore.
do you still love me?
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