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Don’t Call Me Mad: Liquid in a tube

There it goes
No way right
Down or left.

All it does
Is above rising
Gradually climbing

Like the Sun does
In the morning
For all age.

It may amuse you
The way it moves
But to it, is but in jail

In a narrow tube
Rising above its equals:
A big eye with a little courage
It climbs with wisdom
Hoping to get to the brim

And call for freedom!

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