Several streams jive into the reticent
auditorium of the Ocean. Each contributing her snippet steps to the preponderant
Ballad. But its her only her recherché footsteps that the ocean longs to be
felt on the pith of his lonely heart. She too lay her feet on myriad waters but
its only when she loses her embodiment to his musical beat that she experiences
wholesomeness. Her impish waters somehow find home only in his distant embrace. His
tidal beats somehow find bliss only in her deep dancing urn. And the shores croon
in ecstasy as the white cranes flutter stirringly across the blue cosseting
sky. Reverberating the conundrum of ethereal life into enraptured frolic.
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