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Wing


through

an advance

falling back from

ill to take flight

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 vessel

rocked from side

to side