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By frontman_ph Date: 2009 Sep 08 Comment on this Work [[2009.09.08.11.03.4966]] |
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on a sea of memories fed by rivers of past loves a fisherman sits alone on his boat, infinitely sad coz the fishes are biting, his boat overflowing and every catch is a stab in his heart, he lets one free and another one bites, and the hours crawl slowly towards sunrise. sunrise at last, and he wills himself to a new sea where, they say, fishes he's never seen abound and he sits, and he waits, infinitely sad coz the fishes aren't biting at all and as night comes - too fast, too fast he thinks he'd rather be catching fishes than be alone in the dark empty-handed and he's back in the sea of memories again, til sunrise comes. |