Sissy Nixon - dolphins

the waves splashing,
against the mountains...
as i take a drink,
from a fountain.

where the dolphins,
are swimming...
while the sunlight,
is dimming.

the fish swim,
around them...
like they are a,
dead piece of limb.

as they swim,
across the open sea...
they realize the dolphin,
that they are meant to be.

Sissy Nixon

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