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The Bass Gannets

Out in the Firth of the Forth,

uncompromising

tumbling


off their rocky promontories

feathered fearless


terrorists -

hovering;

elevate, ascend… then plummet with


breath-taking-break-neck speed

lithe arrows slicing through air and water

unequivocal in their purpose, yet

enigmatic in their deed.

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