Gray Water Ghosts

Dark gray waters
Roll past the docks
White bubbles float
Marking trails
Of boats gone by
Cold waters
Of changing seasons
Encased the dead
Hidden away
In the dark deep
Chained to concrete
Never to be seen again
Until the faithful day
Iron links rust
Fade away
Released dark secrets
Float to the top
Amongst white bubbles
On rolling gray

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