Little Fish
The one little fish in a tsunami
Swimming for her life.
Wanting to be free.
Knowing that the fish around her can't hear,
The screams,
The fears.
Dancing around her,
Watching, moving fast.
Help her someone listen to the words she can not say.
Waiting for another of her kind,
Will they live.
Fishie, Fishie in the sea,
Where is the next time we will meet.
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Day 1 I am sitting, typing Day 2 I am sitting, fighting Day 3 I am sitting, reading Day 4 I am sitting, listening Day 5 Listening to the words written and spoken Day 6 The words dancing through my head Day 7 Now I write the words I wish could be said.
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