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still water;
deep blue
obsidian black
in its depths,
captures the story of my heart
shall I at times despair,
drift down into this place
sink clasped to its damp embrace,
turn , gaze up
there is a glimpse of light
always above
deep blue
obsidian black
in its depths,
captures the story of my heart
shall I at times despair,
drift down into this place
sink clasped to its damp embrace,
turn , gaze up
there is a glimpse of light
always above
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