Devil may care
But not I
I stew over
Quiet reflections
Shimmering
Scattering light
Across a sea
Of masquerades
Soft ripples
Tease the eye
A thousand mirrors
Resonate
A thousand plagues
Beneath calm
Glistening waters
Shadows hide
A tempestuous
Disorganized parade
Of worrisome hydras
Out of my depth or aid
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