A Plight, my ship has sailed to sea.
my heart an anchor, not set free.
I wish my body to float ashore,
but I sink to corals, and float no more.
All is lost, but I don't give up hope,
as the tiny current pulls me afloat.
If it should be this day not come,
then I would wish to see the sun.
A drifter in reach, he pulls me aboard,
sets me gently upon his boat floor.
I feel his gaze across my face,
and know alas I am safely placed.
He croons to me, but my body is broken
he spots my locket , my only token.
Inside he will find the answer to me,
I was broken hearted, I belong to the sea.
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