The sky, so clear like blue velvet,
Reflects upon the tranquil waters.
Dewdrops, like tears of joy,
Run down the petals of flowers.
The brook makes a gurgling reply
To the calm silence that surrounds it.
The water trickles ever so softly,
Not disturbing the ambiance one bit.
The sea embraces her lover, the shore.
She moans as they embrace tightly.
The shore's aim is to please his beloved
And ensure their destiny.
The world shall continue as it has before.
Old ones shall weep, babies shall cry.
Nothing can change the affairs of the world,
Not even you and I.
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