Soup will be served regardless

The ship has its new captain;

a decade has passed since I first sailed the sky on this willow.

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I now marry the princess of the Catalan hut, and this shall be my Monte Cristo!

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At the party, we have spoons of silver and soups with shark fins,

yet my father lies back home, dull and twig-like.

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He would've been proud...

Soup will be served regardless.