Perhaps,
What I’m trying to catch,
Isn’t swimming,
In the vast blue sea.
It’s waiting in a quiet,
Dark corner of my mind,
To fly and be free.
#3386 – Fish
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Perhaps,
What I’m trying to catch,
Isn’t swimming,
In the vast blue sea.
It’s waiting in a quiet,
Dark corner of my mind,
To fly and be free.