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The Wav

Slipping into the unknown Watching the humans roam Their skin so different from mine Their communications so strange My skin is like the water And moves on its own My people and I don't speak We hum to the forgotten tunes And yet here is this race A race of humans so they are called to them I do not exist One day they will know all Know all they think they know today I am not alone I one of the hidden races Among so many there are On this planet they call Earth Hidden in the cracks of time Remain the hidden races Watching, and laughing As the humans dance along Without their knowledge We control it all The waves, the flames The air itself The Earth that roars beneath their feet We are what is called Mother Nature yet there is not one of us There are thousands. So many that I a young one of the Wav Do not even know the start or the end. 3/22/2016

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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