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To the sailor in love with poetry, from the siren

The wind was a fine lady, and the men I ate tasted like old wine and shipwrecks. The sailors and pirates alike may call me monster, but I call myself every other name.

Your lover, your dearest friend, your deepest desire. I am a blaring siren with a soft song.

Let me in. Let me in. Let me in.