tHeReS wAvEs OuTsiDe
thEsE WiNdOws
bUt tHeRe's noT BeEn oUtsidE
In Days
LaSt niGht tHis wHoLe BeAch
WaS taLkiNg
iN thosE mOstly sUbTLe
WaYs
wITh
thE MoOn HUnG oUt
tILL morNing
to SeE WheRe thE SeAguLL
StAyS
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