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What fish?

I am fish. Full name Fish Turtle.
I absolutely adore turtles. And fish
Turtles are such cute little things!
Well, only baby turtles.

Saturday, April 14, 2007
The Tributary's song

The rivers flow on
charging ahead, ripping materials
from the bed.

but in the corner
one tributary flows on
no strength
to continue
to keep up.
No more.

The earth moved,
bringing chaos to itself.
Upsets everything
cleared the land
of its peace.

New landforms are created
new obstacles are planted.
There seem a never ending
flight of stairs
energy is drained,
strength ebbed.

Having no other choice,
entirely against its
own will,
the little tributary released
part of its tremendous burden
along the arduous course
it was destined to follow.

Yet the tributary
flowed on.
Gathered more resources
from unknown bends around the corner.

Eventually it will
flow into the sea
to merge with the others.

Then finally
It would have found its home.