Amidst the desolate ocean inhabited an afflicted oyster
I have retrieved it from an abandoned sandhill
It had adhered so long in aslumbering zone, alone, a Gem
What have I to give? A tremulous soul, salty sweat
Heart's metallic compassion. Perpetual restlessness beauteous lustre
Will I fasten it at the juncture of ne klace, in union
Will it recede lonesome grief, conkered
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