On the front lines, daily
fighting to protect the delicate interior
our humble abode in constant motion
within and without the ocean
we call ourselves the shell
as the first defense against all outsiders
vigilant and prepared are we
to protect and serve the interior
we are not few but many,
our struggle to protect the interior is
endless in our plight against the elements
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Author:
OliveSee (
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- Comment from author about the poem: You know the universe that exists atop two elephants who stand on a turtles back? This is the plight of the shell/ universe and it's inhabitants.
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