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Dec 2015
Blind, white fish
are natives here.
It’s always been dark
so they don’t have eyes.
In darkened streams
there is no current.
Pallid fish in pallid
dreams.
They’re ugly here,
and they swim away
from the surface.
They live and breed in caves,
repelled by light.
fish caves empty
Madeline
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   Emily B
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