Wondering this glass cage pondering our fate, the plastic replicas of plants make us wish to see the light of the outside ocean. These awful fake plants make us think of all the things that we don't have, they make the days in this jail worse than they already are. we see these things and get reminded of pain. we see the plants and we are in forever pain. I am a goldfish. but am I? I don't look like a goldfish yet, i don't look sad ether. i am sad and i am a goldfish.
Wondering this open Forrest wondering what lies ahead, the large trees make us want to stay here forever. These magnificent plants make us think of all things we have and will get. they make the days in this endless Forrest better than they were before. We see these and get reminded of happiness. We see these plants and are in forever happiness. I am a human.
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Goldfish
General FictionWe are all Goldfish, we all live miles under the water we call air. We don't notice it but we are all goldfish until we aren't .
