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Slowly, I passed by the treeline. The weeds growing over the path, The bricks weathered & chipped. The breeze was chap. Silently, I walked down the path. The reeds by the pond shooting up, The shoreline lapping & beckoning. The bees buzzed, the birds chirped. Compassion walked beside, Curiosity wandered nearby. The branches drooped low, The forests creaked with life. Further along, a river flowed. Delicate in its trace upon the landscape, Yet sharp as a knife. Lilypads adorn with lotus Floated idly atop the pond surface. Frog leaped, dragonfly darted by; The fish jumped up from the water And rested at my feet on the shore. "Let's help this fellow out!" "How peculiar! Out or back in?" Slowly, silently; Delicate in its trace upon the landscape. Nearby, beside; The bees buzzed, the birds chirped. Passed by the treeline; The breeze was chap, yet sharp as a knife. Down the path; The branches drooped, the forests creaked. Darted, leaped; The shoreline lapping & beckoning. Wandered, walked; The bricks weathered & chipped. Darted, leaped; Rested at my feet, the shore. Walked, wandered; Floated idly atop the pond surface. Further along, a river flowed.
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Apr 28, 2025
Apr 28, 2025 at 8:04 PM UTC
Something Once That Had Gills!
Slowly, I passed by the treeline. The weeds growing over the path, The bricks weathered & chipped. The breeze was chap. Silently, I walked down the path. The reeds by the pond shooting up, The shoreline lapping & beckoning. The bees buzzed, the birds chirped. Compassion walked beside, Curiosity wandered nearby. The branches drooped low, The forests creaked with life. Further along, a river flowed. Delicate in its trace upon the landscape, Yet sharp as a knife. Lilypads adorn with lotus Floated idly atop the pond surface. Frog leaped, dragonfly darted by; The fish jumped up from the water And rested at my feet on the shore. "Let's help this fellow out!" "How peculiar! Out or back in?" Slowly, silently; Delicate in its trace upon the landscape. Nearby, beside; The bees buzzed, the birds chirped. Passed by the treeline; The breeze was chap, yet sharp as a knife. Down the path; The branches drooped, the forests creaked. Darted, leaped; The shoreline lapping & beckoning. Wandered, walked; The bricks weathered & chipped. Darted, leaped; Rested at my feet, the shore. Walked, wandered; Floated idly atop the pond surface. Further along, a river flowed.
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Apr 28, 2025
Apr 28, 2025 at 8:04 PM UTC
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