The depth in its coldness ,
the mystic in its darkness ...
It encloses everything in its vault,
yet never bolts the lock ...
It has seen the beginning of life and
shall witness the end of all thats alive ...
It holds the treasures for the future and
the skeletons of the past ...
It sometimes caresses like a mother and
sometimes tears you apart ...
Its a portal to other worlds ,
yet we get lost in its whirls ....
For centuries it has been the love of the pirates and
the fear of the brave ......
It has the wrath of a dragon and
the divinity of a fairy ....
It sings like a siren and
screams like a banshee ....
It saw the end of the beginning and
shall witness the beginning of the end......
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