Appearing in the mist of an ocean pool, the angel quietly stands, Watching over the dark blue tides, with the wind blowing through her hands. She guards a great creation of God, wearing the highest standard of pride Drowning in the salty breeze and coral where tropical creatures hide. Surrounded by the moons soft glow, she remains in the mist of the night Forever noted the protector of the soft sea tides and tropical fish with colors so bright.Birth sign: Pisces
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