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Sitting on the rocks alone
Not much to do but think about the way the wind is blowing
Watching them dart hither and thither
Wondering where they are going to gather
Might be something I am missing
But I do keep listening
The sparkles on the surface keep glistening
Now I am wondering if the creatures below are listening
Something seems to be hissing
Maybe someone somewhere is kissing
If only I could get the catch I keep missing
Seems like I am fishing for nothing

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