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🧜‍♀️ MERMAID REVENGE ~

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ΤHE fairies play on the beach at night; I see them dance in the misty light; They weave their garlands of seaweed strands; with plows of silver, they plow the sands In dimpled furrows and tiny dells For a fairy harvest of colored shells.

I may not join them. I sit on the rocks Combing my beautiful moon-gold locks, Spreading them out on the breast of the tide In a dappled pathway shimmering wide, Where all the fairies that ever there be Might come a-dancing over to me.

I sing my songs, but they do not heed; they will not come. They are wise indeed. I would gather them close in my golden snare, drag them down in my web of hair, Nor all the magic that ever might be I Should charm them back from the depths of the sea.

By Peace Truth

Life is like a bunch of roses. Some sparkle like raindrops. Some fade when there's no sun. Some just fade away in time. Some dance in many colors. Some drop with hanging wings. Some make you fall in love. The beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Life you can be sure of, you will not get out ALIVE.(sorry about that)