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Another World

Another World

One day I saw a fish fly, low over the ocean like a fighter jet, just barely touching the ripples, graceful, majestic, lingering, as if not wanting to go back to its natural habitat. Mouth open as if wanting to speak of love, eyes open as if searching for answers. And though it was just for a few seconds, it seemed like a lift time flashed, a lifetime in a world that was not its own.