What is that shape within the fog? What distant colors does she raise? A nation, long forgotten now, This ship her only grave. Her ragged crew, in ragged dress, the stale remnants of ancient war, left home, but now are harbor-less, defending what's no more. The mist obscures, and now she's gone. Forget all you have seen. The night is done, here comes the dawn. Forget what you have seen.
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