The primordial beast
Thrust
From the primordial ooze
Her warm, safe haven violated
Her familiar form distorted
Shrinking back from this new life
The creature tries to return
Limbs replace fins
Skin replaces scales
Leaving the thing ill fit for home
Forcing her to press forward
Step by step, day by day
But always looking backward
Never fully embracing her new life
Lest she forget the old.
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