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#brineshrimp
they will not live they do not live as I stare at the tank, willing, hoping, praying for motion nothing they say the third time's the charm we reassure each other as we pour the remains away so many regrets on choosing brine shrimp my initial joy in the lab goes down the drain with the dead brine shrimp
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Jan 9, 2018
Jan 9, 2018 at 10:48 PM UTC
Poem 6: brine shrimp