And just like the ghost ship--
he slips away when I'm close.
He disappears when I'm near.
Always pushing me back to the shore.
I always chase after him.
But he would always outwit me.
Yet, I'm always hanging on.
For he is my Dutchman.
And he will always wait for me--
hoping to be found.
^^
*an untraceable ship.
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