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Jun 29
A fish from the sea
that can climb a tree!
Unnatural? Maybe.
But so is surviving me.

Like flowers to the beez
I got you, honey.
Lack material of money,
but I still hold
the ultimate currency:

The power to pivot,
to twist
my spirit
from pain to bliss
I flip the script
to positivity.
Revised. I am a work in progress.
Written by
Michael A Pettigrew  39/M/Uranus
(39/M/Uranus)   
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