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I recently dreamt of a boating trip on waved canals, opening up to small islands filled with a variety of continental influences. The large strokes in the water hazed, as if one giant cloud scooped up the best parts of our planetary ingenuity. Beauty stamped it’s precious foot, leaving me wandering this expanse, head pillowed softly, lips slowly arching positively.

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