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Sit for a while On an ancient piece of sculpted driftwood Watch the tide turn By the Point o' Scarden Under a sky that's as grey as a gulls' dipped wing. The sea plays upon millenia of boulders Listen to its whisper Here time forgives a life's mistakes.
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Dec 29, 2018
Dec 29, 2018 at 12:38 PM UTC
The Cove
Sit for a while On an ancient piece of sculpted driftwood Watch the tide turn By the Point o' Scarden Under a sky that's as grey as a gulls' dipped wing. The sea plays upon millenia of boulders Listen to its whisper Here time forgives a life's mistakes.
david-bremner
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Dec 29, 2018
Dec 29, 2018 at 12:38 PM UTC
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