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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Ruling the Atlantic Ocean, Is the Goddess of the drowned. Her eyes pouring with a somber emotion, As drowned bodies had her crowned. Is the Goddess of the drowned, Bound to never be free? As drowned bodies had her crowned, Trapping her within the sea. Bound to never be free, Black bodies piling up. Trapping her within the sea. The Atlantic Ocean transforms into a bloody cup. Black bodies piling up, Causing a weighty burden. The Atlantic Ocean transforms into a bloody cup. Making the Black skin Queen certain. Causing a weighty burden, Overwhelmed by overthrown bodies. Making the Black skin Queen certain, To remember such cruel follies. Overwhelmed by overthrown bodies, Gifting the drowned as jewels, To remember such cruel follies, Forcing the Queen to be cruel. Gifting the drowned as jewels, Bubbling wails surge from the deep. Forcing the Queen to be cruel. Denying voyagers sleep. Bubbling wails surge from the deep, Compelling the Atlantic to be restless. Denying voyagers sleep. The voyage appears endless. Compelling the Atlantic to be restless, Per the wish of the Queen of the Drowned. The voyage appears endless, As all such ships are bound. Per the wish of the Queen of the Drowned, Ruling the Atlantic Ocean, As all such ships are bound, Her eyes pouring with a somber emotion.
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