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Silent admirer of worlds on a screen and in pages
The black sea nettle softly dwells.
A veil of ink, a ghostly thread,
With trailing arms of starlight spread.
🌊And here on shore, our hands can mend
The seas these jellies call a friend.
We clean, protect, and learn to see
That every wave holds you and me.
The black sea nettle softly dwells.
A veil of ink, a ghostly thread,
With trailing arms of starlight spread.
🌊And here on shore, our hands can mend
The seas these jellies call a friend.
We clean, protect, and learn to see
That every wave holds you and me.
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