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It is time for me to go, and I will leave you with this:

The Mermaid

She rises from the ocean

golden moon drawn

into numinous wet skin

She rises, body swaying

to rhythms of rolling waves

She rises, from the depths

hair caressing a perfect bosom

in a cascade of dripping brown curls

She then begins to sing

with a voice so hypnotic, mercurial

arousing the hidden chords

of a lonely pirate's being.

Goodnight.

Please feel free to email me

The sound of the Mermaid's song shall calm the raging sea.

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An how have yer nights ben since then?

Pushing the limits means getting out of my comfort zone and giving more when I don't think I have any left.

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