Cradle to grave of gold digger’s terrain
where Atlantis slept under ocean’s domain
of watercolors dispersed to elude the eager
below depths, desolate appearance plain.
Statues erected, worth crumbled to ground
into opened shallow pockets, darkness bound.
Jewels scattered around coral condominium,
priced paid by scavengers disruption of compound.
Sharks ambush, attack unfamiliar movements.
Ripples reach shorelines, crimson circumvents
near stone faced mute in sun dial direction,
impartial to the next series of catastrophic events.
Bronze trophy winner
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