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When I look into the sea The dead of night midst new September Staring back at me, I find That I'm not scared No, I'm terrified
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Jun 1, 2019
Jun 1, 2019 at 4:44 PM UTC
The Atlantic At Night
When I look into the sea The dead of night midst new September Staring back at me, I find That I'm not scared No, I'm terrified
The most humbling darkness is there. In the autumn sea, at night.
colmistoirm
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Jun 1, 2019
Jun 1, 2019 at 4:44 PM UTC
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