a legend
and they waded side to side
buckets in hand
hearts sinking into the depths of their brimming boots
the crashing of waves shaking their bones
the sound rolling and clapping in every direction
they frantically searched for the leak
and upon finding it rejoiced
the yellow coated men cast their final pails
as the grey sea flooded cobalt
and the city below lowered umbrellas
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