It is the Lord
Another night stretched long trying,   trying,     tryingâ until finally morning drifted inâ cool and bleakâ as empty as their nets in the water. ⌠Another command to cast again to fatigue,   hunger,     failureâ words that echoed fantasyâ  trite and senselessâ to experienced fishermen. ⌠But, once more, they let their nets down   down     down into the tauntingâŚ
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