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7 AM End of nights Beginning of mornings The city falls asleep, Awakening From its slumbers and adventures Of the night before The joggers jog, The lovers fulfill hand-in-hand harmony And the fisherman stands Alone Content in solitude he plays Catch and release with the Creatures of the creek Are they, too, awakening, Or yet to fall asleep?
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Oct 12, 2013
Oct 12, 2013 at 11:50 PM UTC
The False Creek Fisherman
7 AM End of nights Beginning of mornings The city falls asleep, Awakening From its slumbers and adventures Of the night before The joggers jog, The lovers fulfill hand-in-hand harmony And the fisherman stands Alone Content in solitude he plays Catch and release with the Creatures of the creek Are they, too, awakening, Or yet to fall asleep?
tanner-angelo
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Oct 12, 2013
Oct 12, 2013 at 11:50 PM UTC
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