Titanic fare thee well
Once a promising cruise
has become a curse
fare thee well
to a land I will never meet
as I become one with the ocean
my bones shall lie at the bottom
of its endless graveyard
taking my freedom for a new life
and my family name with it
all things must end
yet the tragic history
of the Titanic
will live on
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