They gather up to form dancing ripples,
Shimmering scales make streaks against the ocean's tides.
They travel by the millions, all together,
Forming one solid-looking mass,
Of silvery spotted movement.
Casting day-lit-streaks dancing across their bodies.
Their histories have screamed for satiation,
And so evolution beat predation.
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