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Shade Of The Shipyard
Praying to God is not going to help
She owns the Devil’s Triangle
And she is out there looking for you
If you are unlucky enough to be found
The fires of Hell will not look so bad
As her spirit tears you and your ship apart
Just know that you will never be found
Your souls belong to her
The Shade Of The Shipyard will never let you go
© Poem – XXIV/XXII/MMXXIV
LRET
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Lord R. E. Taylor
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