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i am the last crinoid

waving in the water

as thought wind blowing me

i cling to the bottom

the mud

the feel of sand between the toes of my roots.

The floor around me barren

empty

devoid.

my fingers reach for others

for more

but all that is

water.

the gentle taste of salt

stops me

from drinking

the salt drains

the fuild

pulls it away

as the edges that were me

no longer me

crumble

and fall

tot he bottom

of the endless shallow sea.

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    Can you imagine 1/2 the US was once underwater?

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    Did you know that the sea was less than 40 feet deep in most places?

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Written by DocAndersen

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  1. Good poem Doc, I know you visited NZ. Geologists found seashells on top of the Waitakere ranges. Most of NZ came right out of the sea and is between 2 plates, the Pacific plate and the Australian plate. We frequently have volcanic activity.

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