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Purple Paradise
I feel my ears pop, As the light above me increases ... Columns of purple sunshine shimmer and dance. I swim up out of the cool, inky blackness of the depths, And finally reach the surface, head bobbing like a balloon, Frilly slits on my neck closing up and sealing, as I switch to breathing air. I suck the thick oxygen atmosphere deep into my lungs, then exhale. The detritus from my gills comes up with the first breath, and I spit it away, (Small creatures that follow me, gobble it up hungrily ... nothing wasted). I need not struggle swimming on the surface here - The water's high saline level helps me float without effort, So I lay back and stretch, relaxing my length, as if in a chaise lounge. The bright purple sky dances with clouds, (and a couple of bright stars), Two blood-red suns now low, nearing the horizon. Though they never set, they do crimp the reach for many hours, Before climbing again to make the sky near-blue. Clouds are rarely white, (only when the suns are high), But vary in shades from crimson to pink, Again, depending on the time of day and moisture content. I live above AND below the water here ... My genetic alterations, (very expensive, thus), Allow me to extract oxygen from air and water, easily transitioning. I have long webbed toes and fingers to swim speedily, Eyes that can detect ultraviolet and infrared, And something similar to sonar, that I can search the depths with, And also use to tap into the communication satellites, As well as send personal messages to others here such as I, Who have chosen the amphibious life of this purple planet. I have a house back on the island, with all amenities, But I rarely go there, choosing instead to spend most of my time On or near the water, searching the depths for the edibles, Or sleeping on the beach under the stars, Composing music and poetry during the day, or visiting friends. I send my work out onto the inter-world web, It earns me enough to remain comfortable ... and happy. But what I love the most, are the other intelligent creatures here ... Most are "sea" dwellers, but all are non-aggressive. Learning the language of each will take a lifetime, But it is a labor of love, with joyous reward ... Friendship!
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