The bold gulls dove as if they owned it all.
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e picked up sticks of driftwood and beat them off, Then stepped down the steep beach shelf and into the water.We kicked and talked. The thick salt kept us up. I see us floating there yet, inseparable—two cork dolls. What keyhole have we slipped through, what door has shut?The shadows of the grasses inched round like hands of a clock,And from our opposite continents we wave and call.Everything has happened.
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