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Rating: An unhealthy black vessel sails through hopeless waters. It moves heavily, brushing against high cliffs that envelop it in a palpable shadow.
The faceless helmsman breaks the heavy hypnotism of the waves by chanting soft melodies, evoking memories of feminine songs.
In his memory, memories of ancient eastern ports illuminated by sudden electric scars are stirred.
One sails through a perpetual darkness.
The voice of the sea invokes the eternal company of the wind, deep echoes of waves upon the high murky cliffs that follow with their gaze the slow sailing without a friendly port.
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