Siren Waters

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Sweet as a silky string, she sings her song softly to the sea.

Id takes her in the incense of ill ideas filled with ired intentions.

Rapid, raving waves roar and rend rows all around.

Exceptional voice echoes to the equator for enchanting explorers.

Nature of her nurture and being natively, nocturnally natal.


Words warn wanderers of the waters that wage a waning war.

After acquainting an acquired attitude, an accent accosts aloud.

Tides toss and turn, taking a toll on the travelers who attain tainted things.

Exceptional voice echoes to the equator for enchanting explorers, still.

Rapid, raving waves roar and rend rows all around, evermore.

Sweet as a silky string, she sings her song softly to the sea, forever.


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