Lobstering

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I learned how to lobster
A few years ago
In the Florida Keys
Where the ocean flows
I saw the reef
The colors and fish
The beauty flows, underneath
The wide open water
That's why it's called deep sea
I hear the cracking
Of the coral
And the pull
Of the tide
Smell the salt
In the water
Mother of nature
Where can I find her
I feel the Sun
As it greets my back
The lobsters legs
Spiny like a vertebrae
Clutch my wrist
A sense of guilt comes over
But that is the food chain
And life as the hunter

I see the reef
The colors and fish
The beauty lies just beneath
The wide open water
That's why it's called deep sea





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