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XXXI Dear Lifeboat 13, You saved my life over and over again and my words, My simple and barren words, Will be but wisps on your memory when you finally Decay. I almost didn't get to leave, 13. Second class and I just had to play the patience charade, In a mass of people more like a brain cell Than a crowd. I was the last one in. 13, did you feel my body sink into your floorboards And my nails scratch your oars? Did my tears make you shudder With the weight of my life that was before- Did you feel it disappearing? Lifeboat 13, you saved me, And every day you will save me From being a number in a book I may have lived before, But you will always be the vessel That truly brought me home. Sincerely.
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Jul 18, 2017
Jul 18, 2017 at 10:13 PM UTC
Titanic Voices XXXI
XXXI Dear Lifeboat 13, You saved my life over and over again and my words, My simple and barren words, Will be but wisps on your memory when you finally Decay. I almost didn't get to leave, 13. Second class and I just had to play the patience charade, In a mass of people more like a brain cell Than a crowd. I was the last one in. 13, did you feel my body sink into your floorboards And my nails scratch your oars? Did my tears make you shudder With the weight of my life that was before- Did you feel it disappearing? Lifeboat 13, you saved me, And every day you will save me From being a number in a book I may have lived before, But you will always be the vessel That truly brought me home. Sincerely.
amanda-evett
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Jul 18, 2017
Jul 18, 2017 at 10:13 PM UTC
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