A grapple - a wraith!
The sea how it
Shrieks!
The waters how
Glide!
It was night
In the waters I swam
Felt a grapple
Saw the wraith
Then I felt
The
Cold fingers
Go down
My body and go.
The wraith and his
Crown that
Fell in
The sea
Decked with diadems
Not of the Far East
But
Of fish-eyes and
The wealth of the sea!
A grapple - a wraith!
The sea how it
Shrieks!
The waters how
Glide!
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