Start me up

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First light. Untrammelled by fear

The first thought. That fragile thing

Those first moments unleashed

Before the day unfurls

That precious arc. The fisherman’s net,

cast wide

Should always be an optimistic sweep

Of eyes not yet occluded by doubt

Limbs not bothered by gravity

And a heart willing to pump

Fresh energy. To gather-up

The mornings catch

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