an almost accidental gathering of poets
 
   
 
 
Rumi
 
I have a thirsty fish in me
That can never find enough
Of what itīs thirsty for!
Show me the way to the ocean!
Break all these half-measures,
These small containers,
All this fantasy,
And grief.
   
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