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A mighty ship, Titanic

They built a ship, to sail the blue. A sight of wonder, a dream come true. They thought they built, a mighty view. There is no sea, it can’t sail through. But they were wrong. For what they built, was not so strong. It brought them death, that is for sure. In the dark of night, too far from shore. An iceberg hit, and flank it tore. Husbands and wives, did not survive. Even the children, did lose their lives. With great Valour, all rich and poor, did give their lives, to force majeure. The ones who lived, and had survived, could not forget, the souls deprived. As for the owners, who were Britannic, could not forget, the great Titanic.

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