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A Steelhead Forced to Live in a Puddle
His spawning would be free and dedicated to those that were beholding of his challenges, those that began ahead of this time, those that look out beyond this point in time.
He would be placed carefully with absolute purity in a diminishing amount of support. The fight was only in terms of molecular structure comparable to a reference point.
There is no realization a conscious utopia can bring a Steelhead in the shallow puddle he fights to escape, the puddle of his abandon neglect to fight beyond the constraints of the puddle.
Tomorrow may bring rain that fills a mind dried and packaged. Bigger fish school to retreat to open waters. Your puddle gathers, do not lose your scales to the winds of a beach on an island unseen.
Find the escape to take your place before a demolition of nature with those that claim to control it. Down the road awaits directions, place care and reward yourself with freedom.
Find and secure the very love you risk all at no thought. Retrieve all behind and bring forward to safe haven. Challenges cannot destroy the fortress standing before it.
Coarse bottoms reveal sharp edges on all sides. Swim swiftly beyond the shards that cut. Propel yourself, do not look for the tug, your fenders will slow the progression of any harm in time for attention.
Don't be lured by shiny lights on top of fake personalities. Don't allow your bait to be over served and under appreciated. Find your deep spot and pray for a catch and release.
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A. Dark Scottishhorse
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