Let any fish who meets my gaze learn the true meaning of fear for i am the harbinger of death. The bane of creatures subaqueous
my rod is true and unwavering as i cast into the aquatic abyss a man,
scorned by this uncaring earth finds solace in the sea my only friend the worm upon my hook wriggling, writhing,
struggling to surmount the mortal pointlessness that permeates this barren world,
i am alone, i am empty, and yet, i fish.

stop calling me nirdo

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