
Here's a poem about what lies "under":
Under the surface, of the calm and still waters,
Lies a world of mystery, waiting to be discovered.
With creatures that swim, and plants that sway,
And secrets untold, hidden away.
Under the shadows, of the tall trees,
Lies a world of magic, waiting to be seen.
With creatures that lurk, and whispers that sound,
And beauty untold, waiting to be found.
Under the stars, in the vast sky,
Lies a world of wonder, waiting to be spied.
With planets and moons, and stars so bright,
And mysteries untold, waiting to take flight.
So let's take a journey, to see what lies under,
And explore the wonders, that we've yet to discover.
For under the surface, under the shadows, under the stars,
Lies a world of magic, waiting to be ours.




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