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Aug 2018
How I long to understand the ocean
And visit it’s many rooms
To see what secrets await me
To find what in the darkness looms
Creatures the size of mountains
Visitors creating their home
From the sky’s outer realms
A civilisation that chooses to roam
Maybe your just dark and empty
Lonely and devoid of life
Waiting to be cut right open
Like a butcher with meat and his knife
Fathoms down deep below
My imagination is running wild
Hidden in your icy waters
Are the ugly and deeply reviled
Rise up and show us your treasures
As I can’t take away the sea
But you can reveal your hand
Especially to curious little me
Written by
Andrew James Shepherd  Burnage
(Burnage)   
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