For how long have you stood there,
Opposing the forces of nature and men?
Your sleek yet sturdy body,
From somewhere way back then.
Your skin as hard as iron,
And as unyielding as steel.
You have protected thousands,
With your determined will.
Now, after long years of silence,
You begin to weep.
Thinking of yourself forgotten,
My friend, my guardian, my keep.
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