For centuries, thousands of ships and men
have met a watery grave.
Some have been lost to storms
that seem to come from nowhere,
while others to battles fought at sea.
Whatever reason they went down
their secrets went with them.
Now the sea holds many secrets
and is reluctant to let go of them.
11 February 2008
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