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Aquatic Conscious


I am water. I wonder where the current will bring me, and I hear the rumbling rapids approaching. I see my course is uncertain, and I want it to flow like music. I am excited for the future. I occasionally pretend to be a powerful ocean, but sometimes I touch the coastline with calm ripples. I feel the light breeze, and I worry a storm will break the peace. I cry through the clouds when I am sailing rough waters. I understand my laid back beach life won't last forever. I dream for the sweet destination, but I say half the fun is getting there. I try to stay pure as arrowhead, and I hope my future is as good as my past. I am water.
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