The ocean was the only home the mermaid knew, and as such were you to ask her to describe it, she would not have mentioned the water or the wetness, the waves nor the water currents, much in the same way that you would not mention the air, if you described your home.
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near the edge
the ocean air saturated
of salt drizzles
She was so accustomed to the multitude of fish in their vast array of colors and sizes that she barely noticed them anymore. To her the ocean was no more than the bland wallpaper of her life and she longed to grow some legs and explore the world of humans on the land.
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dear memories
a breeze of spring gush
swayed eelgrass
near the edge
the ocean air saturated
of salt drizzles
She was so accustomed to the multitude of fish in their vast array of colors and sizes that she barely noticed them anymore. To her the ocean was no more than the bland wallpaper of her life and she longed to grow some legs and explore the world of humans on the land.
🐚
dear memories
a breeze of spring gush
swayed eelgrass
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wandering stars
washed away footprints
by a surge wave
morgentau * dawndew
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