High Seas- Pieces of Eight

Random Established
With just a half tick to spare
Comfortably reached

Are you of two minds
On how to proceed with me?
For I sense no fear.

It is so noisy 
The skies no longer sparkle
Yet you are with me

Even in the storm
Researching a dinner plan
You are here with me

Would you grant me eat?
For I have been fed their trash
And became hollow

You'll find I'm still strong
With a strength fundamental
Hand fair and steady 

I know we're estranged 
And a rumor gave me Hope
And might bring you back

The wrath emboldens 
Nothing can withstand its weight
Moment by Moment

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