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UntitledWe walk along the sun kissed sand, / Our tired feet beneath us. / Waves crash forcefully on the land
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Jun 23, 2015
In The North of YorkshireI place the heather in your palm, the scent of ages will guide you. / The wind is strong though we r
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Jun 21, 2015
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