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Our island paradise in an ocean green
feeds our muse and keeps us serene. Along peaceful waters that invite, we write poetry wonderful and bright. Palm trees wave in a gentle breeze, while on sandy shores we lie at ease. Oh, island poets all in rhyme; creating poetry so sublime. Lapping waters soothe the artist mind, we poets all gather here to unwind. Listen to the music of the words awhile; the melodic strains of paradise isle.
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