For the Water Elements

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When you cup your hand and pick up water,
The ripples vibrate with a song of the sea.

When the creatures come up from the deep,
Do not fear them.

Invite them in and make tea from the water,
The beings will sing and when dawn strikes

The creatures will leave, taking all your fears with them.

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