I am made
out of water. You wouldn't know it, because I have it bound in. My friends are
made out of water, too. All of them. The problem for us is that not only do we
have to walk around without being absorbed by the ground but we also have to
earn our livings.
Actually there's even a greater problem. We
don't feel at home anywhere we go. Why is that?
The answer is World War Two.
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