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The Mouth of Ophelia's Sea

Meandering in a maze of motion, we wound our way to Ophelia's ocean. The tide! The tide! Without walls or towers... a dancing fountain we would watch for hours. Ophelia's fate was sealed in mystery, she was found swinging on a rope, on an earthfast knotty tree. Oh! Sing a song as she dangles near the fountain, about a woman and her ocean that came down from the mountain. So haunting and romantic, such a tragic prophecy... With the winds low moan, she swung all alone; her dream's complete at the mouth of Ophelia's sea.

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