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Nov 2012
The humble fisherman,
Trying to make a living.
The trawlers haul in their nets.
The seagulls take whatever is left.
But alas he waits, rod in hand,
For that one small bite that makes it all worthwhile.
Conor Wilson
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Conor Wilson  Cornwall
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