Strolling
strand
shifting
sands
mete
soul,
and
bracing,
I
realize…
neither
high
tide
nor
consensus
matter–
–only
the
breakers.
Strolling
strand
shifting
sands
mete
soul,
and
bracing,
I
realize…
neither
high
tide
nor
consensus
matter–
–only
the
breakers.
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