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Title: Glass Cage

Animal: Dolphin

 

 

All alone under the sun

I’m swimming the eighth circle like I’ve just begun.

 

Like piranhas, humans will gather around me tonight

and I hear them say that I’ve lost my fight.

 

But they’ve never seen fire slick

and they’ve never seen my bag of tricks.

 

I speed faster to know that they dare not look in my eyes

since they robbed me of my chance, in the ocean waves, to fly.

The End

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