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Reaching Out
Oh, dear lord-
Her hull’s sprung a leak.
She’ll drown in the tides
And be found in a week.
I see she waves to the shore-
To her friends and her kin-
She hopes them to save her,
Before she’s done in.
“Save me. Save me!
I don’t want to die-
There’s a whole in the hull
And it’s filling with tide”
Oh, dear lord-
The sea’s claimed another.
She’s drowned in the ocean
Without a word from her mother.
“Save me, Save me!
I don’t want to die-
I’d save myself
But the water’s too high…”
It’s far too late now,
For fate’s had its way,
And when they soon find the body,
I’ll hear them say:
“Tell me, tell me!
Did you wish to die?
I’d have saved you myself,
If I only knew why…”
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