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Me and the old sea. Fire Island.
an impression .
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Every small journey
is like starting over.
A chance to take a new path. Pack less. Learn more.
One like the shadow of the other.
Over the mountains.
With a sense of something larger.
(And the waves keep coming, going.)
Even if I am not there.
The top patch dyed by Glennis.
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