Scampering Dust Upon Sea Shells
Crafted To Oblivion But Held True
Switching Like A StopLight
Red, Yellow And Then Green
Convincing Volcanic Shift
For Nude, Raw Revelation
Feathers Dusting Upon Shelf
Unfasten The Aged Bear
Ready Yourself To Plunge With The Mermaid
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