Her rifle is locked and ready, abled to aim
A sudden intake of breath, of fresh and stinging air – prep these nimble fingers with diamanté circularly strained upon
To first swarm this intricate pond, then for that angular Bastille
These oceanic bullets do cause bubbles of their own – will use each and every  next ripple to cripple your transatlantic soul

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