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Dec 2015
Roar goes the waves on a hot summer day,
calm as the breeze that floats away,
I splash in and out as the current floats by my eyes,
and I feel the movement of things passing by,
I swim very fast to the oceans deep scares to the kind open place of the corals deep lairs,
My heart starts to calm as I reach my sweet home,
where the Dolphinians roam.
In the place where all of the coral reef's cage.
And the waters release there unbeatable rage.
Where none can be saved from the depth of the gloom no Dolphinians light can revive the dead's rule,
all around movements scarce,
no sense of life will share a glance,
no feeling of free is a choice in this sea the home of the Dolphinians is no place to be,
since it happens to be in my fantasy.
Anna Eaton
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     Hannah Herriot
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