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The seahorses bounce in bonny symphony amid the ocean current.

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In gentle currents the seahorse flutters as land-born petals in summer breeze.

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To the eye of the seahorse in the warming current, the coral is the ever-beautiful, ever-evolving, nature's photograph.

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If the seahorse could see herself, she'd see how she is part of creation's rich tapestry.

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In the playground of the universe the seahorse is joy sewn into matter. She curls her tail about the coral as a newborn curls their fingers around the mother's pinky. Her eyes are lamps as her neck arches and fins flutter in the steady current of the sea.