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✖ - - Ate
A ball of light in a summer storm;
Down in the darkest depths.
Away from all forms of light or sound;
An oracle, a mermaid, is born.
She grew in strength, size, and beauty;
Her scales kept nice and wet.
Until, by chance, she finds herself
Caught in a pirate's net.
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Adopted On: ___, ____, ____
Much ♥ to Cynthia
I am, eternally, grateful.
Forever, and ever, more.
✖ - - NEVER UFT & UFA
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