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She was as a mermaid Seas long fair flowing hair Be wrestle with a whistling breeze to tease. Her voice sang all so sweet Freedom taste delights Be all lost souls will dream to greet. Her eyes were green deep sunken Crying to the might of ships with forlorn hope Be wet from salty tears to fill the thirsty ocean. Her breasts fill the seas with the milk of life Drunken once Be the taste of lusts lost loves devotion. 
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