It was many years ago,
I befriended Shela Skull.
On the ocean with no bay,
with a haunted ancient shore.
Calmly I remember,
it was in a cold December.
On the ocean with no bay,
with a haunted ancient shore.
Winter came but lost her bow,
While the ice storm forged a hole.
On the ocean with no bay,
with a haunted ancient shore.
No gifts beneath our christmas gore,
The Blizzard’s cold upon the floor.
On the ocean with no bay,
with a haunted ancient shore:
Broken chime,
Speaking mime,
and Frozen time!
It was many years ago,
That left the splendid:
Shela Skull.
~Le Optivion
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