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Water whispers, froths and bubbles. Tiny bodies swim in doubles, Schooling along the edge of their world Where the fish tank ends. A panting tongue creates a mist; Soft golden fur, tail in a twist, Barking at the outside world Where the window ends. Poised and tense, smooth muscles coil Whiskers twitch with internal turmoil To track a leaf beyond her world Where the sliding door ends. Dreary shivers, dark and damp, God's distant voice my only lamp. I can only gape at the mad, mad world Where my glass cage ends.
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Oct 14, 2020
Oct 14, 2020 at 1:52 AM UTC
Glass
Water whispers, froths and bubbles. Tiny bodies swim in doubles, Schooling along the edge of their world Where the fish tank ends. A panting tongue creates a mist; Soft golden fur, tail in a twist, Barking at the outside world Where the window ends. Poised and tense, smooth muscles coil Whiskers twitch with internal turmoil To track a leaf beyond her world Where the sliding door ends. Dreary shivers, dark and damp, God's distant voice my only lamp. I can only gape at the mad, mad world Where my glass cage ends.
I'm supposed to be doing French but I felt contemplative.
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Oct 14, 2020
Oct 14, 2020 at 1:52 AM UTC
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