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Spindrift cove

In early morning light
gulls overhead swoop and call
waves crash against the rockbound coast.
Blue-green water churns into frothy spindrift
wind hurls spray against glistening cliffs.
The pounding surf takes its bow,
accepts bouquets of kelp
then rushes to its next performance.

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