Poems of a Fish

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I was born one day, from a little squishy egg
    What is this thing called life?
    
    It was given to me by one much bigger than me
    He'd swim around us with gentle care
    But eventually the time came, so unexpectedly,
    When I woke up and he wasn't there.
    
    I was born one day, from a squishy little egg.
    What is this thing called time?
    
    Without him, the days passed
    and the plentiful others dwindled few
    Those that remained hid among grass
     growing suspicious of anything new
    ____________________________
    Hi, this is an aquatic based poetry series.
    I was inspired by the ocean i wake up to every day. I had been seeing it every day of my life and yet I never noticed it. The sea is beautiful and it will outlast us all. So i want to dedicate my fist Poetry to it.All Rights Reserved

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I was born one day, from a little squishy egg
    What is this thing called life?
    
    It was given to me by one much bigger than me
    He'd swim around us with gentle care
    But eventually the time came, so unexpectedly,
    When I woke up and he wasn't there.
    
    I was born one day, from a squishy little egg.
    What is this thing called time?
    
    Without him, the days passed
    and the plentiful others dwindled few
    Those that remained hid among grass
     growing suspicious of anything new
    ____________________________
    Hi, this is an aquatic based poetry series.
    I was inspired by the ocean i wake up to every day. I had been seeing it every day of my life and yet I never noticed it. The sea is beautiful and it will outlast us all. So i want to dedicate my fist Poetry to it.

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