Starboard
As I lay
in the waves of the ocean
surrounded by sailing boats
The sky
never seems to change pace
in this place
which I call my room
My bed floating
with the current
As nighttime falls
I drown beneath the sea
and sink just as Lusitania did
After traveling through a storm
my ship has sunk beneath the sea
With a treasure within
whom no one shall seek
the heart of the ocean
calm, resting
and asleep
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