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Can be only the


Abyss

raging whitened stalled

beneath the desperately

sloping incline of its own

wing through

an advance



falling back from ill

to take flight







and veiling

the gushers

restraining


the surges gathered far within

the shadow

buried deep

by that alternative sail almost matching


its yawning depth to the wingspan like a

hull

of

a vessel rocked

side to side