The turbulent surface of the water mirrored the heavens with perfect verisimilitude. A sloop with sails fore and aft of the mast traversed the seas the unceasingly. Marriage, cried the ringmaster. Bring me my bride that we procreate pleasantly and never die.
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The turbulent surface of the water mirrored the heavens with perfect verisimilitude. A sloop with sails fore and aft of the mast traversed the seas the unceasingly. Marriage, cried the ringmaster. Bring me my bride that we procreate pleasantly and never die.