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in the morning
or on the way to office
any time anywhere
whenever the gust
pops up like a fish
to take oxygen
on the surface
of the water
in the wetland
the fisher man
in me waits and
ambuscades
to net it
to fetch me
the replay
of the cassettes
of terrific moments along with you
with fresh fragrance
to refresh my mood
the food of my memories
which works as a stimulant
for my rest of the day
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