Nathan
Nathan
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I remember waves hammering stone walls, gulls hanging in the vent, riders roaming for a ride, not a care is spent.
I’ve stood on the edge of a cliff for a decade watching the waves below eat stone spires and swallow rocks so large I choked as they lodged in my imagination.
I remember waves hammering stone walls, gulls hanging in the vent, riders roaming for a ride, not a care was spent.
Weather in 2011-2012
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