Tires blurring,
Enough to melt,
Melt into the salty, crunchy gravel.
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A Sharp, Piercing Light
A sharp light pierces the eyes,
Leaving the vision a spotty white.
Its jagged surface distorting the tepid waters,
Convulsing the flow,
Blinding the fish.
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