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You may think I am placid as a lake in summer
But should dare to dive in
You will be greeted by hurricanes of kaleidoscopic patterns
And tornadoes of thought
For beneath this mask beats a wild heart
That can never be tamed
If you are a boat, I am the tempest that rocks you to and fro
Get to know me and you will come to realize
Why storms are named after people
The Bilge Master
