Usher in
The sea fish
The animals of waters -
Bubbles large and bursting
Almost
Are frothing
Almost
And
There be sea shells
That to the bottom have sunk
By now
For dusk has cast its mantle
Its net.
And I see in you sad eyes
That streak of dust
That speaks without a word
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