The moon shines onto the river, reflecting its golden face. I walk on its bank and let the mud and goo slowly ooze between my toes. Little fish swim through it, letting the current pull them through, mindlessly. However, don't you ever notice that one, or sometimes two fish struggling against the current. Rapidly pushing through, jetting its fins like propellers. While the others take the easy route, this one is different. Although just a fish, he is a role model. Be that fish.
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