Posted by Toph on December 15, 2006, at 20:48:48
Accustomed to the pressures of the deep,
We bottom feeders
Swim among the detrius and waste,
Emerging from the shadows only at night
When we carefully cruise
The territories of the daylight dwellers.
Easily startled,
We dart back to our murky, abysmal havens
Where we thrive off of the refuse of the
Colorful desired ones above.
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