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Blue green Atlantic seas flood my world.

You bury all the deep forgotten mysteries.

Ships will sail around in windy seas.



For just one moment, I see no additional images.

Beauty relinquished I feel only eternal sea breezes.

Hear sea-wind as shadows encase the pull of the full moon.



I see with old eyes a love for life that never captured blue water wind.

Wind teacher climb big sky, deep and black carry songs of Finbacks.

Alongside shore of white capped bay whooshing summer nights away.