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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=400926" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Ship II</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">It appeared bad and darkened - it was dusk; <br>from horizons that cut us like a knife, <br>hurtful were the years from this hectic life, <br>the island rules of prowess had to ask.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The ship's black smoke from two tall funnels, <br>raised like a sacrifice's odd bestowing, <br>as the gods above offered a wind's bellowing, <br>to disperse smog in the straights' canals.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In front of us, the ship floated in silken fog, <br>approaching magnificent the mooring, <br>growing in size, its huge displacement emboguing, <br>in our conceptual world of maritime log.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The night reached me when the ship's gaze, <br>turned curious to measure my presence; <br>so stared at my years of ocean competence, <br>proposing silent for an eternal marriage.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We stared at each other as lady Sadness, <br>kindly descended from the Straights, <br>alluring everyone along with cackling Fates, <br>inscribing all in the book of blackness.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In still silence we embraced; above darkness, <br>lost in avalanche her white ribbon waved, <br>the signal of the beacon my life never saved, <br>as I was engulfed by the ship's madness.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Giorgio+Veneto">Giorgio Veneto</a><div class=q>
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