Day by day I sit and sing, I sing of the troubles that this world faces day by day. I sing of the lost sailors and other tragedies that plague this lagoon. I sing to the men whose hearts are easily corrupted. I sing of the women whose sailor may never come home. I sing of the lost love I have seen over many years. Of pirates and the navy. Of the children, the children of the sea. Doomed to swim this lagoon and ocean for eternity. I sing to replenish the lost memories of the dead.
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Short stories
Short StoryJust random short stories I have made. I take requests! If you have a writing prompt or a song you want me to write for, feel free to message me.
