A Place for Everything

An abandoned ship holds memories.
As it drifts it sails the remaining of its dreams. 
A Sun set is full of desire to settle
Not withstanding the twilight
Just as when the ship is done
It sinks without notice.

There is a place for everything
Even suspense is a place.
There is usefulness in uselessness. 
In essence manifesting the interchange
Of everything and nothing

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