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Like a pirate ship in the Caribbean Sea
Trapped in gale in the stormy sea
Full of treasures, men and myths
Pirates, sailors, slaves and fears
Beauty comes along the way
The storm forgets which men to take
Weathering flags with swords and knives
Jewels, blood and golden scalps
Behind the wood fence stands a fairy for
Blood and mystery affords to pay
As men who always seek the glory
Can make the victory a tragic story
It’s no cruelty or crime
It’s the endless circular time
In a search of treasure lost in time
Buried in a shipwreck under a dark blue sky.
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