Doing what it is made for

A seagull hovered overhead

Graceful, languid

Allowing us to marvel

At this grace-filled moment

Window into its existence

Before it soared elsewhere

Meanwhile the million tonnes of metal

Upon which I sit

Expends so much energy

Just to try to keep up


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