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Mar 2022
I am trapped in a bowl of glass,
Waiting for days and nights to pass,
Water is not really enough,
My daily life is truly tough,
I can only swim up and down,
Or sideways like a little clown,
Doomed to stay in this bowl am I,
Freedom is only when I die
fishy poem
Shaun Yee
Written by
Shaun Yee  Italy/Malaysia
(Italy/Malaysia)   
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