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Lake's sparkling ripples:
reflected, is that her face dissolving into laughter spread to liquid suns?
Ripples of Time's unseen current: cool dusk wind; defying old Time, she dances now EVERYWHERE, clothed in woven waves of flower-suns, other bursting suns.

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