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| A sea swell exploding on breakwaters at Pessada, Kefalonia |
As such, she is flattered by flamboyant descriptions as to her virtues; she even tolerates wish-washy praises about her character.
Her natural state is absolute calmness, dressed in stunning shades of blue.
But just when you think you've got her all figured out, she'll remind you that she can be capricious, moody, vain, and fierce.
She'll rise, darken, and send out her signals in waves. At times, though, her vices are overwhelmingly deceitful.
Like when she seems calm on the surface but swells and crashes with a sweeping roar, staying just as beautiful when unleashing her fury.
That is the time to stand back in humble admiration.
Give her time, it will pass.
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