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Augury
There are many whispers through the trees
about her communing with spirits
of another realm.
She wades into shallow waters,
pockets full of stones and drowns.
Under the surface there lies
an infinite power of capability
lost to the rippling waters of shaky faith.
If she could rise from the depths,
her purpose would be revealed.
The eye would open, and brilliant
light would filter through.
And there…there she would be surrounded
by things she always knew existed.
about her communing with spirits
of another realm.
She wades into shallow waters,
pockets full of stones and drowns.
Under the surface there lies
an infinite power of capability
lost to the rippling waters of shaky faith.
If she could rise from the depths,
her purpose would be revealed.
The eye would open, and brilliant
light would filter through.
And there…there she would be surrounded
by things she always knew existed.
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