The Sea of Our Souls Where the sand turns to gold in the fading light, And the ocean whispers to the coming night, I’ll walk with you where the shoreline bends, Where the earth grows soft and the dry land ends. Hand in hand where the tides roll slow, In the velvet... (1)This is a truncated preview of the original post. Press here to view the full post. Post Comment Receive notifications Add a comment...
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