Like the rainbows that ride the fine mist behind waves
Like the sleek seabirds that skim snowy bellies so close to the surf
Like the chime and rattle of a thousand brightly colored shells
That’s what its like
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Like the rainbows that ride the fine mist behind waves
Like the sleek seabirds that skim snowy bellies so close to the surf
Like the chime and rattle of a thousand brightly colored shells
That’s what its like
Fabricated by Apotheosis at 6:07:00 PM
...and then there was Apotheosis
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