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It’s a magical day,
Aphrodite lays,
By the pond that once was a woman;
So kind, so bright.
The magical pond says,
“Are you up for a swim, my beautiful boy?”
Her sparkling waters, tempting as ever;
“But beware, for souls are lost in this very pond.”
Aphrodite sighs,
One day when all her love is gone, perhaps she’ll remember.
“Hold on to the lotus and let go of your soul
If you are brave as they claim.”
