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Soft falls the light, not sea nor beach nor seabird wandering sky it is by nature separate and entirely of itself edged in sand, a yellow shade of rippled countenance not exactly day nor coming night although the evening tide has lately been it is a colour somewhere in-between
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Mar 1, 2024
Mar 1, 2024 at 1:39 PM UTC
Soft Falls The Light
Soft falls the light, not sea nor beach nor seabird wandering sky it is by nature separate and entirely of itself edged in sand, a yellow shade of rippled countenance not exactly day nor coming night although the evening tide has lately been it is a colour somewhere in-between
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Mar 1, 2024
Mar 1, 2024 at 1:39 PM UTC
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