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objects that come

spilling their cargo

as they went

into the depths

and beyond the

reach of the

Little fish, gazing

up at the

viciously stinging anemones

and other sea

monsters, or mermaids

that lurk in

thoughts, unbidden but

not forgotten and

suddenly, scarily, present.

In case the

Crowd that gathered

started to find

more than they

wanted, the scavengers

were starting to

marshall the stragglers

and stop the

aimless drifting. Columns

going up to

their highest point

and then they

all decided that

it was time

to wake up

and get on

with the really

silly stuff before

they made a

bitterly disappointing discovery

, there was the

matter of the

little lost mermaid

and the beauty

forever mourned by