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Bleary-eyed confront Her beauty & so suddenly thrill breathless & radiant into wakefulness O! - Back & forth winds Her wobbled spine half burnished with Dawn-gold, the other half dusted with residual Night soon to bleed off as ever a cloud so swiftly does dissipate.
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Beyond Her curvaceous peaks, beyond them valleys just grand ol’ green bathtubs a-wish-a-washin’ with splashy fog, beyond the dark & distant ridge so still, solid rock PLUNK some quiescent grump, a great crusty-backed ol’ turtle grumblin’ - just beyond, right there, is The Ocean.
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