Bookshelf rows of grey granite topple into the ocean, where a sea eagle perches atop, scanning the seas horizon. It stretches its wings as wide as the bay, lifting with it the sky, dragging it behind as it sets course northward.
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Bookshelf rows of grey granite topple into the ocean, where a sea eagle perches atop, scanning the seas horizon. It stretches its wings as wide as the bay, lifting with it the sky, dragging it behind as it sets course northward.
dominique cameron 
I like the bravery of leaving the middle of the page empty!!!
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Even as a micro-poetry piece, I really leaned into the descriptive language and for a second felt as though you were describing an entirely different future unlike our own. I suppose for realists, it would be more aligned with what the future might hold for the world? Either way, I enjoyed this small piece DOMINIQUEFCAMERON!
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Thanks Leon š
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No problem :)!
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