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The Ferryman

Dark draped the Ferry in confusion on its final, fatal night. Survivors spoke of a collision. They knew that something wasn’t right. A class of students on a trip Bound for Jeju from Incheon The Ferryman said to stay below but he debarked and they’re all gone. The ferry Sewol began to list and water poured in through her ports. Will anyone present forget the screams? Souls in torment fill their thoughts. Search and rescue soon became a sad and grim recovery. Their final moments were caught on cellphones recovered from the silted sea. The Ferryman has much to answer About those students left behind Perhaps in dreams he will be haunted as young drowned faces flood his mind.
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Written by
john-f-mccullagh
63 / M / American
Published
May 3, 2014
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20·119
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Notionally this is about the sinking of the Ferry Sewol and the loss of many young lives on the night of 04/16/14

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