Despite how wide the water spreads,
They cannot breathe, which does matter,
In space mixed with poisonous seaweeds.
The drive to live need not to pretend,
Troubled waters need to be cleaned,
Fish cannot survive on polluted water,
Despite how wide the water spreads.
No longer can we nearly live with no error,
Uncertainty leads to hollow grace,
I saw it in the mirror,
I saw it in my face.
Fish cannot survive on polluted water.
One Single Impression (hollow)
Sunday Scribbling (nearly)
Cloaked Monk (Uncertainty)
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