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In the conclave Of night and day Gloaming tides Pull and push Over the sands We all walk With blistered feet Soles worn down Yet still we walk And still it flows Hot or cool Over the sands And the tides Ebb or flow Over the sands We still walk In the conclave Of night and day
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Oct 13, 2014
Oct 13, 2014 at 2:09 PM UTC
Gloaming Tides
In the conclave Of night and day Gloaming tides Pull and push Over the sands We all walk With blistered feet Soles worn down Yet still we walk And still it flows Hot or cool Over the sands And the tides Ebb or flow Over the sands We still walk In the conclave Of night and day
Arborvitae
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Oct 13, 2014
Oct 13, 2014 at 2:09 PM UTC
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