Standing on the strangers land
Thousands of eyes are staring at me
Lost against the raging waves
Stranded, I sailed to shallow sea
City of dreams is talking about me
Some admiring me like a sea fantasy
Others rank me as a vessel of Junk
Final voyage brings new destiny
With love or hatred, unknown I see
Small fingers pointing at me from far
Capturing me, in memories of their life
Flashing lights like twinkling star
On the way to end glory awakes
In her shadows I make some fame
Elder to younger, Taller to shorter
From every mouth I hear my name
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