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Little fish swimming
Herded along
Traveling from place to place
Together forever
Never alone
I wish I were a fish.

Going where the waves take them
Underwater there is no wind
Perfect calm
I wish I were a fish.

The future does not trouble them
Nor does the past
Determined to make the present a good one
I wish I were a fish.

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