Kraken
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A passage back to the earlier centuries
Gives us a glimpse into the unknown
When a sailors highest schooling was elementary
At a time when no one would have flown.
The weight of the waves relentlessly presses down
Crash after crash, no air left in my lungs
Petrified, no energy to lunge
No other hope but to drown
But even the air of the deep
