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Water, very deep to immense depths, no sunlight pierces

down here – blackness.

Coming to the surface, sunshine sparkles magically,

a myriad of dancing points of light.

Sea monster curling in the rip tide, powerful muscles

gracefully propelling him seawards – for food.

Salt water covers so much, two thirds of the globe, all this wetness.

Drown if you breathe it, don’t you dare unless you’re a fool.

To be a fish, man enjoys the sea, diving, sailing

or simply watching.





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