The great fisherman casts his net, not of silk, but of cosmic irony.
Does he catch stars, only to release them back into the void?

Out here, the tides don't care for your midnight tales.
In his boat, a sanctuary of skepticism, he finds solace in seaweed
whispers and the gentle hum of Atlantis's bureaucratic complaints.

"Have you heard?", he chuckles, "A mackerel spoke Shakespeare just yesterday."
Truth swims faster than fiction, but both are caught in the same net.

Will the sea embrace him, or is it merely a lover's quarrel?
Look closely, for it's not the sirens sing, but an echo of mankind's
forgotten promises entangled in barnacles.

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