What the boat did to me

[Byro]

The boats… they stuck to me.
Not like wood and rope, not like nails in a dock— no.
Like something older. Something deeper.
Every plank, every rusted nail, every whisper of the tide— it anointed me. Marked me.
Some men find their calling on land.
Me? Mine came with the creak of hulls in the dark and the salt stinging my lungs.
The boats knew before I did. They carried me through storms, through silence, through waters that swallowed better men whole.

The boat- byro

 

[rancid]

 

[Nbernical]

mirin chatgpt

 

[Byro]

mirin chatgpt

Yes it was ChatGPT the boat was too dangerous

 

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The boats… they stuck to me.
Not like wood and rope, not like nails in a dock— no.
Like something older. Something deeper.
Every plank, every rusted nail, every whisper of the tide— it anointed me. Marked me.
Some men find their calling on land.
Me? Mine came with the creak of hulls in the dark and the salt stinging my lungs.
The boats knew before I did. They carried me through storms, through silence, through waters that swallowed better men whole.

The boat- byro

Byro schizo arc? What I miss?