Beneath the rough tides of the sea
Beneath the noisy wind above
The silence and nothingness of life
The calmness of independence
In the heart of the sea, it sat
Largest duck to ever cruise the ocean
There lies its debris
Pieces laid across the ocean bed
Jointly linked by memories of the greatest of voyages
And the loudest of noises of time past
Wounded by the perks of ocean's beauty
Asleep in the pit of ocean's peace
From the noise of its first taste of sea
To the peace no one can see.
Return to self
Written in remembrance of a once mighty Ship, The Titanic
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