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The sunlight glinting and curling within the waves
The brown distant mountains rolling and undulating along a sharp, tipsy border of sky
Which echoes the pale and wild blue of those lonely eyes
Searching quietly the warm expanses
Across the land and my soul
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I enjoyed your imagery, imagining the places I have been. And your message is great. "It always frightens me/to thing that my mind and eyes are innured." I know the feeling.
