It Was Lost at Sea

ImaginationTakes me down Into the depths Of a murky sea For it is there an Ancient vessel lies Buried in sand and debris. She still stands proud In her rusty coat Even without her colors high For she's wrapped in Seaweed's ancient gray That dangles from her sky. It keeps her warm, some say Protects her from wind and storm It also ties her to the rocky shore That contrived to do her in.

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