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Flock of Gulls

Flock of Gulls
Frightened, blue
River waters, waves
Rolling mirror, uneven
Poles on wooden
Platform, perch
To white winged
Talkers, squawking
At intruder traipsing
Along thru scrubby
Weeds, sand stuck to
Wet toes in sandals
Stops to interpret
Silly commotion
Gaze at birds, sky
Green life budding
Off rocky bluffs
One sight, to see






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