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I’m a fish, Ocean born.
Living way down ,
Far beneath where
Fish hooks float;
Too far-flung even for
Fish nets to reach.
From a world that knows
Not more than water,
I dream, someday I would
Stroll on land.
Deep in my heart I hold
This dear dream
That breathes on the sand
So far above.
Crazy they call my dream
Insane they call me,
For I’m a kind of fish that
Lives deep down;
Meant to see no light and
To walk no land.
“You can’t flood the landâ€
They mock… It’s true!
But I can shape my gills
Into fine nostrils;
I can craft my little fins
Into four limbs;
I can mold my scales
Into velvety skin.
If I’m a fish “confined†to the Ocean
And Land is my biggest dream,
Oh! You’ll surely remember me as
A fish that walked on land!
(Rhythm of my Soul-Blogs)
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