Released Poem by Zain Khater

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Caustic fluids dripping from the gills underneath
Give rise to the pilar and the shroud deep beneath
Moist from the dew caught in a web glistening
The reverberating grating filaments bristling

If better trained was I
No flower would die
With the father's sigh
You are all destined to lie

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I do not own this and i wont take credit for it, it belongs to its rightful owners. Aphotic
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