CRYSTAL CLEAR*
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The boat, a gentle wanderer, seems to float on air,
its hull a feather, its wake a sigh.
its purpose is simple—
to float, to wander,
to trace the edges of sky and sea,
where clarity reigns.
I step into the boat gliding through this liquid dream,
where water glistens crystal clear.
I lean over the edge,
fingers trailing in the cool embrace.
The...
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