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Waves lap around her ankles

As she looks all about

For pretty seashells -


That the very water

She dips her fingers in

Destroyed great warships

Harbored sea monsters

Disguised fiery volcanoes...

So she ambles along the shoreline,

Continuing her search

For the littlest good things

In a world of violence.

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