When I was a baby my heartwas a tiny fish swimmingin a gargantuan sea of things to come.When I was a toddler my heartwas a trout in a large lake of thoughts and feelings.Now my heart is becominga salmon ready to go to the seaof troubles I will have to face.When I am old my heartwill be a whale swimmingin a sea of memories.When I die God will become a whaler.
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