The impatience of understanding
has gravitated
to land.
Through the eyes of this powerful
fish, as it jumps and leaps
through the air. Flying a height
you could reach.
My stomach is of perfect weight.
The intensity of such action!
How?
Adversity reveals character;
that depression doesn't lead to anger.
No:
white flag.
That the movement of time fight itself back,
with a STARTLING reassurance.
If my eyes weren't made out of clay,
I wouldn't be looking as lost.
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