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Fishing

The shriveled sun lurks hesitantly
Behind the clouds. The sky shrinks

Getting robbed by uncurled wind.
Wind seems overloaded with wings.

The boatmen create ripples across
Pristine flatness of simmering water;

As tipsy dancers the nets swing

In the air before falling with thuds;
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