Soaring masts
Like an array of spires
Standing proud
Every bit handsome;
But the reflections
Rendered twisted and wound
Ah, the envious waters.
Soaring masts
Like an array of spires
Standing proud
Every bit handsome;
But the reflections
Rendered twisted and wound
Ah, the envious waters.
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