the sullen tide recedes swiftly from the shore.
its waters carry out to sea the gnarled talisman.
the predator swims silently, preparing to eat the morsel.
a tastier victim catches his eye, leaving the planet safe for now.
trampling across the clouds, the sunlight seeks an entrance.
far below, in the fields, wild flowers await their blooming.
with his back hunched and white hair groomed,
his bright mischievous eyes scan the yard for mice. Meow.
the palace rises out of the mountain, left unfinished from antiquity.
falling gently in late spring, the snow covers the scars of the land.
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