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I see you Laird of Tanera Mòr shaded scotsman misty on the dock I hear your skirling pipes threading salted air silent sound which cuts and tops each bouncing wave music on the bridge between the living and the grave
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Oct 13, 2023
Oct 13, 2023 at 5:00 AM UTC
Tanera Mor
I see you Laird of Tanera Mòr shaded scotsman misty on the dock I hear your skirling pipes threading salted air silent sound which cuts and tops each bouncing wave music on the bridge between the living and the grave
I saw it with my own eyes
#halloween#ghosts#explanations
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Oct 13, 2023
Oct 13, 2023 at 5:00 AM UTC
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