You might think that the sea is [company], Exploding [comfortably] down on the cliffs But no: when it begins, the flung spray hits The very windows, spits like a tame [cat] Turned [savage]. We just sit tight while wind [dives] And strafes invisibly. Space is a salvo. We are [bombarded] by the empty air. Strange, it is a huge [nothing] that we fear..


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