In shadows cast by moonlit skies,
A fisherman's tale begins to rise.
Through waves so wild and winds that howl,
The open seas, both dark and foul.
A patient heart and weathered hands,
He braves the storms that nature commands.
Through highs and lows, the waters guide,
In search of treasures 'neath the tide.
With every stroke of oar and sail,
His heart holds on, despite the gale.
His tale of woe, a haunting score,
For those who seek the ocean's lore.

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