(Photo taken by me)
Let’s discuss the ocean for a minute. I dove in one day with human flesh and came out the next looking like a scaly starfish.
We were once a vessel, but you sank our lifeboat and swam to shore.
Haven’t seen or heard from you since.
This kelp tastes like green licorice.
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