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Built by a forefather, the stone gable unmoved iron eaten by salt, torn by wind.Below, he rounded stones defend the sand fromthieving waves […]
I thought I wished for a seat of solitude forever happy to be in introverted silenceto be comfortable alone in the nowherefinding solace […]
