The vast sea where I was left,
as the tadpole with two big eyes,
swimming across the birth ocean,
with so much jest and intuition,
The sharks are too big with,
their arched jawed mouth,
The whales, their distant relatives,
sea horses, Squid and turtles,
on their slimy back I hitch ride,
they not aware of my tiny presence,
in the fastest speed to the longest distance,
to the surprise of the sight seeing spectators,
sometimes I pulled the fins of friendly dolphins,
otherwise played and taught the cubs of the giants,
cruised down to view the dark loving flora and fauna,
the light may blind them: anyone not to enlighten,
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