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Mater and Medium
Wet wet wet I be
Born a Piscean,
water is my mater and medium.
It makes and sustains me,
My body contains a bag
of primordial sea soup
that bathes my cells
allowing me to be terrestial.
All life is water based
and the sea, rivers and lakes
beckon me to come back home for revival.
I live beachside, 'tis where I want to be
hearing the mood and sounds of the surf,
a lullaby to my life, an aqua echo
of H2O,
over and out.
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