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RE: Dark Whisperings of a Buried Mind
When in the doldrums one must put the boom out else chance miss that fleeting breeze. It would be cliche to say someday one might reach the shore, indeed, a bit anti-climactic. Is that all there is on the other side of this vast expanse of ocean? And to come to a stop after all that struggle. I can see why some thirst for that solitude.