Our life is like a clam shell
.
Looking to expand
forever in the sea, but returning
always at the same point of origin, even if
likely to silt up.
Perhaps for this reason
I like spaghetti with clams
fujute!
I can always return to my home, and
CustOrd
my dreams in their shells,
when I finish eating them.
Nanos
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