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Has nothing to do with aquatic life forms.

Submitted:Dec 5, 2007    Reads: 124    Comments: 5    Likes: 6   

My appreciation hungry lungs

require the air of praise you breathe

Your announced verse

is a long stroke down my mane of insecurity

This stream of ego is shallow

the sunk pebbles are missiles thrown

Your whispered words

the healing fish that swim


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