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OUTTA WATERR

I’m just a fish out of water.
I don’t know what I’m doing.
And I can’t find a pond deep enough
To keep me alive
To keep me in love.

It’s all new to me.
But it’s drying up.
And it’s all gold
But ‘nothing gold can stay’.

[[last line from a robert frost poem]]

EVAPORATTTIOOONNN !!!
save the penguinsss!!!!!!!!
HAHA XD

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