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SethGreene531 · M
Contemplating her fathomless deep, and those that dared to brave her.
Beneath the scudding cloud, through the mist and the fog; tin cups of Earl Grey in hand.
Beneath the scudding cloud, through the mist and the fog; tin cups of Earl Grey in hand.
Before long, I will be living next to the sea. Answering the call that's beckoned my very spirit and soul for over a lifetime.
In a Cable knit cardigan, Peacoat turned up; waiting for my ship to come in.
In a Cable knit cardigan, Peacoat turned up; waiting for my ship to come in.
JoyfulSilence · 46-50, M
Me at the sea a few weeks ago, just before winter arrived:
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I agree 😊
No place like the sea with a cup of tea 🫖
No place like the sea with a cup of tea 🫖