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seagull goddess

pink brought a lone seagull into the yonder sky she advanced with purpose; her intent known to her alone struggling against the winds, sprayed by ocean foam I felt she was an angel of some sort, a messenger the waves of the ocean began to twirl and spin greeting the seagull as if she were a goddess for of course she is, in some way unclear to mere mortals

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