Riddle: Off I must strive with wind and wave, battle them both
when under the sea.
I feel out the bottom, a foreign land. In lying still, I am
Strong in the strife;
If I fail in that, they are stronger than I, and
Wrenching me loose, soon put me to rout.
They wish to capture what I must keep. I can master
Them both if my grip holds out,
If the rocks bring succor and lend support, strength
In the struggle. Ask my name
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