The sea was a soft mirror

The sea was a soft mirror to dive into and be swallowed up by, a sweet velvet surrounding; the sea was a mirror.

The sea-king’s daughter gave me a sea-flower as I sank, arched and rose again; the sea-king’s daughter gave me a flower.

My heart swelled as I took the flower and the happiest tears mixed silent with the sea water; my heart swelled and I awoke still swimming. Dreams do not end just because we awake.

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