A stork flew on the ocean, heavy storm comes
wings were wet.
He can't open his eyes, whirling wind as sharp as knife
might hurt him.
Water drowned him, so he done all his might swimming up so he can breathe.
Boat came with 10 people in it but they didn't saw him.
Group of storks also came but... They bit him and there... He drowned deeply.
His scared, water isn't his nature.
Then, he heard voice inside him saying "open your eyes stork," miracle it may seem, he can now breath in the water and saw diverse lives under the blanket of blue beauty.
There's sharks, snakes, and fishes... None hurt him.
Corals we're wonderful, he got one.
Out of the blue, his body became light, wings were dry and... he can now walk above the still ocean.
Now he is learning to walk before to flying again.
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