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No man is an island but you are a continent cartographers cannot map your shores in their complexity pioneers risk death and drowning just for the chance to see your coasts in your expanse there is the potential for life and death and in your valleys and ridges there is beauty each blemish a vista each freckle a point of interest each scar a historic site no one looks at the earth and calls it ugly.
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Jul 1, 2014
Jul 1, 2014 at 1:16 PM UTC
Pangaea
No man is an island but you are a continent cartographers cannot map your shores in their complexity pioneers risk death and drowning just for the chance to see your coasts in your expanse there is the potential for life and death and in your valleys and ridges there is beauty each blemish a vista each freckle a point of interest each scar a historic site no one looks at the earth and calls it ugly.
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Jul 1, 2014
Jul 1, 2014 at 1:16 PM UTC
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