Bottled cap.

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In the chaos waters of my stomach,

amidst by the bowels in which that creeps

inside me a literal leviathian of my gluttonous ways:

that will soon dive in a narrow gap.

But then,

will i control the waters that subsides whom will contol.

Just to know when to stop and be in control of my life,

so this little fish will be the shark it meant to be.

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