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Sprinkling Sapphires Agitated rain, ambiguous slaps of thunder, displays of lightning in opalescent hue. Yet no wind can blow my sloop astray: every inch of air, each jeweled drop from the sky assure we will endure. Or so is my belief, my credo. When malady fractures our globe, despite searing pain and shattering shadows bold, I still hear a clear melody in my soul. Whatever beast of Hades arrives, I keep a secret space in my heart where at least one song survives. |
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