out at sea
a pair of white windmills
tumbling and turning
cavorting and careering in the sunlight
dodging the spray
taunting the salty foam with their mocking squawks
arcing a wing into the gust
catching an updraft with loud cries of exhileration
casting out a beady eye
lest a silver morsel should dart too close to the choppy surface
two gaviotas
unhindered and uncaged
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