Rugged inertia capitalizes on pregnant moments of
truth as it sails upon waves of oceanic depth.
Life-shattering events blow themselves into an
existence of their own making.
Flowing off in opposite directions, swaying with
the expert rhythms of natural events.
Thermal situations ebb and neap, curling around
creatures of the deep, pulling them into the
undertow for the sake of eternity.
Sea gulls call to innate beauty, affording the
world a quality of life unknown and unexpected
from times immemorial.
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