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The Fishing Line

I’m holing onto the line.

I do not know what is beyond

A nice big fish that can be enjoyed for dinner?

A bag of trash that shouldn’t be there?

A rock that breaks my hook?

It cuts into my flesh and I bleed.

Yet I am not willing to let go.

***Photo by bgorsphotography

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