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A Fish MAG
Small bulging eyes that searched and stared
Orange skin, baby scales deprived of sun
Feathery fins, idly swaying with the water
In a little bowl, it sat. Alone. It lived.
She thought - it lived because it knew not of death
She tried to read the eyes
Gently, so as not to scare, her hand slipped into the bowl
Soft fingers circled the golden life
And removed it from the cage
An intense kinship with the tiny body in her hand overwhelmed her
The fish wiggled and squirmed in pleasure
It danced and jumped, thrilled to be touched, to be acknowledged
And suddenly, the little body stopped its dancing
She felt its heart pulsate against her fingers
Rapidly
her own heartbeat accelerated
Tears of joy trickled down her face
She was thrilled by the happiness she gave
And then the pumping stopped and the fish lay
still
staring, limp in her warm hand
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