The morning sun struggles against
The heavy still clouds, light filtering
On a small river, the mist rises.
Ducks fly by, two by two
Followed by three,
Followed by a small flock
A breeze ripples the surface of the river
A sea bird swims by, a mostly black
Heavy bird with a white necklace
So stricking in the morning light
The bird dives, disappears...
And reappears far away
Dives and disappears...
Reappears on the far side of the river
Dives and disappears...

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