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Jan 22
Wet
I went to,
a world made,
of water.
To your average,
everyday human being,
it would have been,
a natural disaster.
But you didn’t,
even have to,
swim,
with the water,
in the houses,
you just lived.
And your feet,
they never,
got wet.
Written by
Datore Fargo  30/F/Kansas
(30/F/Kansas)   
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   Benji James
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