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Akua Aqua

high to the low
middle to the sublime
it's water to limit our time
it goes endless
it takes and kills
blue like aqua
akua speaks to the gills
as she swims to find her line
she warns the sharks to go find
another prey that the blue
water floats around
suddenly, bound it takes the tortoise, instead
and I swim to shore

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Akua Aqua