§ The ocean, what a mystery
Some people call it scary and deep,
and that is quite the mystery
More frightening then the steep mountain-tops,
But when the boat begins to rock...
Screams echo and stretch across the land,
As we get pulled down by the ocean's hand,
Trying to resurface though,
Is as hard as escaping being swallowed whole.
Struggling to break free from the grasp,
Trying so hard to breathe and gasp,
Defeat is found, and we sink to the ocean ground.
But maybe if we try to escape... No, it's already far too late. §
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