But seriously, thank you, Jack
in a post. I want to be remembered
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
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Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.
is everyoneback on tumblr now
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its good