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Admire the jellyfish deep below, all juicy color and sinuous water-dancing.
If you haul her to shore, she will drown in dryness: her beauty shriveled, her grace collapsed, her strength dissolved.
As have I, uprooted from my loamy soil and dragged to this wasteland, desiccating under your oblivious hand.
Written for this week’s Three Lines Tales. Thanks to Sonya for hosting!