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Oh! what a lady of the sea she was.

Titanic is her name,with voices of her inner soul,being those of long ago. When 
the sea is calm and still as the night,what can you hear,but the whispers of a lady 
calling out in grandur "I'm here below,let me rest in peace evermore".

The lady of the sea had only a moment of grandur. For you see on that cold and 
foggy night,she would fulfill her destiny to go down to the bottom of the sea.

On that fatal cold and foggy night an iceberg took her life of saling the sea in 
grand style.With the happy voices of twenty sven hundred souls from around the 
world.With enchantment on her decks of beauty and graciousness.

So rest in peace titantic with the fifteen hundred of a ship that was taken from this 
world on such a fatal night.Your voice to speak no more.But to sleep at the 
bottom of such a cold and lonely sea.

You are a giant of long ago.Which will live on in the hearts and minds of those yet 
to come.

So,live on lady of the sea in greatness!

Titantic is your mighty name evermore.

By Virginia Alexander

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