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Sep 06. 2026
In oceans deep, I deftly steer, Eight arms swirl, with no fear. In ink's embrace, I leave no trace, A cephalopod's dance, quite clear.
Sep 06. 2026
In oceans deep, I deftly steer, Eight arms swirl, with no fear. In ink's embrace, I leave no trace, A cephalopod's dance, quite clear.