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We set out on a sea of shattered ink,
Each wave a shard, each breath on the brink
The ship is glass, fragile as a scream,
Its sails sewn from the edges of a dream
Our clothes are paper, stitched from sighs,
A crumbling armor under burning skies
The storm's teeth gnash, the mast does groan,
The ocean chews, but we sail alone
The wind is a voice, cruel and wry,
It whispers: "Glass cannot defy"
And yet we sail, though the cold is cruel,
The ship a prism, the sea a jewel
Our bodies shiver, our hearts ignite,
By the blazing eyes in the endless night
Oh, the ship of glass on the storm-lashed tide,
Where paper clothes and courage collide
The sky's furnace burns, our only flame,
It sears, it blinds, it calls our name
Oh, glass and paper, frail as breath,
Sailing the edge of life and death
The helm is spun by invisible hands,
The stars above are broken strands
The waves rise up, a cathedral's roar,
Each crest a door, each trough the floor
The glass does sing when the lightning strikes,
A symphony born of splintered spikes
Once, I saw the ocean weep,
Its tears were stones, sharp and steep
And I thought the ship would shatter and fall,
But it caught the fire, it burned through all
Our paper clothes turned into ash,
Yet still we sailed, a blazing flash
Oh, the ship of glass on the storm-lashed tide,
Where paper clothes and courage collide
The sky's furnace burns, our only guide,
Its searing warmth, its ruthless pride
Oh, glass and paper, fragile and bold,
Daring the sea, defying the cold
Now the ocean hums, a beast subdued,
The storm retreats, the night renewed
The ship still gleams, though cracked with scars,
A vessel of light beneath the stars
Our paper clothes are gone, but we burn,
With the fire we stole, with the lessons we learn
Oh, the ship of glass, the storm, the sky,