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To Be Continued
Nan (Pilgrim variety)
Something tugs at me, I've no doubt of that. Something from the sea, whichever one I'm near. When I stray too far from beachland, it calls me back
The clouds never expect it when it rains, but the sea, changes colour, but the sea, does not change.~Stevie Nicks~
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