Dry fishes, dry wishes are strewn alike
Under the opaque sunlight on dusty surfaces,
An opera of consistent existence till the dissolution
Before the upper front of visual netting
Although much after the fisher men gone.
Bloodless carcasses from the selfsame waves
Perforcing the rear acceptance of the ultimate
With brightening admonition from the marmaid looks,
Obeying stillness of the parallel coast
With the undercurrent of the capsizing roar .
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