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Pristine

April 3, 2012
By cmac6494 GOLD, Middleburgh, New York
cmac6494 GOLD, Middleburgh, New York
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Quiet little world,
so thoughtful and kind,
waiting in the corner,
influenced only by Mother Nature.
Polluted ideas haven’t been introduced.

Swirling wonders fill glass walls.
Handed ideas, fed morals
Scaped world molds perfection.
But past the bubble lies corruption.

Big, bad ocean shrunk down to ten gallons.
Newly bought items surround frightened fry.
Swaying plants like nurturing arms.
Shoals swim repetitious circles,
to bring peace between both Mothers.


The author's comments:
This poem compares the idea of childhood and growing up to an aquarium.

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