Ship masts pierce the lowlying clouds Tall firs' shadows turn to spears and yet the dawn's sun sphere shows baseless are the fears.
The masts.... Hmm
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9/18/2024 6:01:36 PM # 1.0.0.1119
The masts.... Hmm