Seagulls and kites float between all the blue edges
of the water and hills and sky.
The kites are leashed to their masters,
and tug playfully like cute flying puppies.
The gulls are free to fly away but choose to stay hovering
like ghosts over the dead bodies of crabs and fish.
And the salty wind blows and blows
but it can't blow any of them away.
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