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Like beachcombing at low tide, I survey the path ahead for Creatures left over from the Dreams that troubled my sleep last night, While I wait for the tide to Turn and the wind to fill my sails.
By Jonathan PotterLike beachcombing at low tide, I survey the path ahead for Creatures left over from the Dreams that troubled my sleep last night, While I wait for the tide to Turn and the wind to fill my sails.