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Mermaid Tales
I saw her once when I was young, in the shadows of the setting sun upon the bow. I sat to stare off along far horizons in the heavy sea air. Her reflection was perfection in the mirror of the sea and I heard the wind echo as she spoke to me. Her voice was fine as crystals, chimeing in the wind. She sang to me...She stopped the time...She placed a silky hand in mine. The great sea moaned as she slipped away. I never can forget the day. She slipped away, gone that day. I never will forget her face.
Days have passed and years have lapsed. I looked for clues to bring her back. I search the sea, far and wide. I've lost my soul...I've lost my pride.
From early dawn till starlights gone, I stare into the mure and cry for her. I smell her on the wind, I feel her in the tide. I have a part of her beauty hidden deep inside.
There is a time between black night and cold glimmer day that I believe she comes to me. She watches me. She longs for me. When I slip into an exhausted sleep, she is there. I can feel her stare...I know her touch...her breath. I wake up needing her more, so I head out from another distant shore.
Always searching...
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