Swept ashore, she arrives with the tides

Beauty lies silent, she no longer hides

In waters that flow, harmonic, attune

Where the sun quietly rises, along with the moon

When peace stills thunderous clouds in the sky

With stars that still sparkle, radiant, high

She’ll sleep, ever blissful, upon solemn land

A mermaid’s dream, so carefully planned

 

 

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