In my ocean affix my anchor
As the wind approach its ease
Loosing its clutch in its chamber,
Silencing her drifting pleads,
And the turn of the main reel,
At the decree of the commander
To see the secrets the soul would conceal.
On my flat erect the unknown
As my current change west into east,
Turning its nose to the prone,
Welcomed by steam and the screams,
“To the heavens with skulls!”
With one do, it goes
away on my ocean to skulk.
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Submission Name: ' MAN OF WAR '
