Having gathered, the foam rose.
The lather spilling over, upon the stones:
slippery sheen gleaming; traitorous,
bewitching siren swept almost
silent; bewitching still, but farther down.
The lather spilling over, upon the stones:
slippery sheen gleaming; traitorous,
bewitching siren swept almost
silent; bewitching still, but farther down.
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