Victorian Inn Ii
After hearing the sea captain, I feel afraid, not sure what to do
I tell myself to get a grip, he is merely a ghost I can see through
As I sit up, I notice a large old oil painting displayed on the far wall
I gasp, the woman in the painting looks just like me, hair and all
The sea captain tells me he has been waiting here a hundred years
To be reunited with his long-lost love, as his face is visibly wet with tears
He tells me years ago I was here in this house while he was out to sea
I am both shocked and intrigued as I start to feel a strange familiarity
9/2/19
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