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A ravaged body, howbeit, floats
Sailing alone, she’s a mystery
Silken cloth once carried her
Across the endless, bounding sea
Morning shines its ethereal glow
Upon this torn and battered maid
Who once set sail, her victory,
Yet, into the mist, she begins to fade
With the rays of light that warm her soul
And let her spirits wander free
This mighty ship still journeys on
In search of immortal destiny
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