A house on rocky shores it was, A broken-hearted place; Stone walls etched with memories, That time cannot erase. Where once there was a glowing hearth Of warmth and billowing smoke, Now all that's left are cold and dust, No one its fires to stoke. As wind blows through its rafters On quiet nights like these, You'll hear its timbers’ sad lament Carried across darkened seas.
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