Thunderclouds,
armadas of ships sailing
on sapphires seas,
with their guns flashing,
cannons clashing,
and smoke bellowing
across the evening sky.
In the scarlet sunset, sirens sing,
their alluring voices beckoning
to the souls of sailors
as they perish
on the reefs of enchantment;
urging
lost spirits to rise
and transform
into white winged seagulls
following the storm.
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