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Encircled with colorful and charming flowers

Allure a man of despair

A single step to the tender brink of the marsh

Makes him go into rapture

Wanton with the crystal water

Sinking down to the depth

Rave in the pure and pleasant vapor

Using up all his pith

Stick in to mine

Get chocked with joy

Casted glamour over

Feel pain with glee

Drowned in the bog

Of his own will

Too late to get back

Flounder in mind

To see a spark

Out of the mud

Endless dream or nightmare?