Contrast
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Slow flap
Slow flap
Seagull
Silent
Glides
Across the rural scene
Disturbing none
Nor menacing
Just beautiful flight
God-given.
Now look up
Thousands
Thousands
Feet above-
A man-made flight
Streaks
Four engines
Pour filthy fumes
Across
God’s perfect sky.
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