We met while swimming in the Golden Gulf
and we were the mighty manta ray.
Unison swimming was our goal and with you I felt alive.
We grew together and with it we took new form.
We were the stray cats and filth that layered the streets.
We felt alive.
We cleaned up and became civil beings and we were horses.
We kept changing and eventually we were ourselves,
but it seems you didn't like what I had become.
So you shape shifted out of my life and left on a boat to some place...
Now no amount of change could bring you back.
You're too pricey...
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