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The vessel
Contained securely
Tied down tight
Thrust back with force
Hurtling across the waves
Clock ticking by
Speed reaches maximum
Nose lifts
Deafening silence
As the bird flips over
Nose over tail
Impacting with steely waves
Scattering sections asunder
Sent on my journey
Oblivion reached
The bird ripped and torn
Nothing was left
What was once their
Now vanished from view
The horror on faces
The sinking of hearts
What was so nearly achieved
Blown apart
If you live for the thrill  

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