My stillness laced with sorrow,
a grant from the sea.
I ever and again perch in the sunshine,
So that the beams of light,
play with my alluring hair.
But beware anyone who espy me.
Revealing to someone
who truly possesses my mystique.
Emerald eyes, scintillating in the glamourous seas.
My heart in blaze, arise the days;
To fulfill me into waltzing pleasure.
Nina Zhan / Age 9
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