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Squid-eyed visitor 
Bagged and missing
White-cold airbox
Landlocked prison

Boot-black oil filled
Death stare squinter
Fish-food fanfare
Nighttime mission
(I look away, and shut the door quickly.).

Squeezing mast rot
Sea brimmed traveller
Brined-up bustler,
Handling jailer
Stretched-out creatures;
Fish-inked, fingers, 

(A wrinkle, pointing:
A rust stained sinkfull.

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