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Chasing Horizons

They had been swimming for a while
Flapping their fins, running and jumping, breathing quite heavily
It was the gold that they were looking for
Here and there they had seen a glimpse of it
One of them even reached out of the water once
Trying to grab the gold, to touch it with her fins
She thought she had felt something warm on her skin
But she realized soon it was the hot summer wind

So these two fishes swam and swam
Trying to find the gold they had earlier seen
On the way, they fought with sharks
And when either one was tired, the other one carried her on her back
It was only a while ago that they had actually seen the gold
And they had started chasing it immediately
Yet it felt like they had been chasing it for ages
A glimpse here and shine there
But the gold was still far from their reach

After a while, the fishes devised a plan
They split from each other and went into different directions
They decided that even if one of them found the gold
Both of them could look in the same direction the next day
So each one swam alone, fatigue growing faster now
They swam and they swam, with no luck so far
They could sense the gold around them
And they could feel that it was coming closer
And yet they couldn’t reach it yet

It was becoming cooler around them soon
Making it easier for them to look now
And then, a flash of golden light into the water touched them both
There it was, the gold that they were looking for
They swam faster, only this close to their destination now
Both in different directions and yet to the same destination

In a while, the dusk set upon the sky
Their gold drowned into the sea
And the two fishes found a resting spot for the night

With the hope that tomorrow again they will find their gold.

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