Written by Emily Harstone | December 2, 2016
Afoot, yet floating upon vacant seas.
alas, the sea was never hers
He wept bitterly at the memory.
Dappled shade remembering travels long gone.
Bartered theives dare Stike at night.
Empty as a ship once sailed.
Ok alone, being lonely is not.
Left completed for all to see.
The ghostly ship seemed eerily alive.
My inheritance left from my grandparents
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Afoot, yet floating upon vacant seas.
alas, the sea was never hers
He wept bitterly at the memory.
Dappled shade remembering travels long gone.
Bartered theives dare Stike at night.
Empty as a ship once sailed.
Ok alone, being lonely is not.
Left completed for all to see.
The ghostly ship seemed eerily alive.
My inheritance left from my grandparents