I think this was about Tetra and her pirates from Windwaker. I don't like this poem anymore, but I did at the time. Odd.
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The ocean waves were ever so bright
The moon above it did alight
wind blowing the surf and sea
treacherous plotting against me
Never once did I guess
that this would be how I would rest
a free spirit tamed by the sea
a whim, a fancy, all for me
to the fast moving wave from the island gabes
nothing could detour me untill this day
a victum of sea, a victum of pride
not a martyr, I had nothing to hide
still the waves pushed me to and fro
I did not fight for I had nowhere to go
I relaxed as they took me and enjoyed the voyage
for the first time I could see the foilage
thinking hard, I felt no pain
and perhaps this is why I felt I did not die in vain
Still the wind blows and the sea delites
now the moon is dim and the sun is bright
not once, but twice I could declare
The love of the sea sparked like a flare
My death was felt, but that's not the ending
this is only someother's begining
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