AE01 where is she?
i'm fish gliding in shallows
pushing weeds with my fins
some caught between; wiggle
good slime cover, i'm free
searching for deeper, wider
try newly discovered speed
why is that kid following me
he's different, no fishing pole
but a loser hat, hiding his face
i would stop; i will somersault
:) he's excited as i am, a fish
looking for muse, even just wish
poem by Manonton Dalan
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