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Alone in the fish bowl.

I look here, I look there, Only to see the empty air, Where did every one go?

I had a friend better than the world, Together we swirled and swirled, Now, where did he go?

I had two little ones, Tinier than a magical happen-stance, Now, where did they go?

I had a best friend too, Who wished for water deep blue, Where did she go?

Up again each morning, I swim slow and low, Is this some kind of warning? Tell me where did everyone go?

My fish inspired me today! She’s alone because every other fishes died.

I was just wondering how alone she might be feeling in there.


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