Calm Waters

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 These evil Nymphs, riseFrom enchanted waters, withA beauty echoedBy moonlight, they tease men, whilstDrifting, through death taint currents 
Lean back, relax— as the breeze breathes in and exhales fog above the ocean's edge.   Let the breeze take you in along the sweet summer grass as the waves pull in,
Lilypads floating, on the water called Donut, against the sunset.
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