Serenity tranquilizes your internal tempest
It is lavender like one's tinted hair gently twirling in the wind
It begins when I gracefully fall into the arms of the glassy,
crystalline lake
It sounds like a voice fearful, merely reluctant to speak
It tranquilizes your internal tempest.

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