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Fish Pink
There you see them,
swimming in circles
underneath the pink mess left from those
Above.
They are in waiting,
to be caught,
to be seen,
to be heard,
to be wanted
like mindless dolls on a shelf.
They take the bait
of pink glitter,
little do they know
a catastrophe
silently await.
poem
by
Dancing In Between Dreams
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