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True Legends
I am the sun of Copacati
blaring midday
hot and unforgiving.
Dealing freshwater cards
inspiring aquatic designs
to soothe the evil spirit of the woods.
Buried treasure is hidden.
beckoning from beneath a
dwelling made of dry old bones.
The goddess of fire
dwells within my house
corrupting the vision of
blushing perfection.
Supay grips the earth
lying in wait for destined victims.
Death awaits them all.