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In a pocket of city commotion,
A paradoxical chasm
An alley people embrace
Rather than avoid.
Willingly, I am submerged,
Far down the glistening ocean
We heard the sound of a whale
So loud that no one can tell,
passing closeby our boat
We peered down to see the
shimmer of millions of bioluminescent plankton
