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Spark Mind's avatar

The sea is home to some of us, even when we live on land. I can feel a little of that nostalgia in your words — not sadness for what ended, but gratitude for what changed you. What you lived out there is yours now; no return to shore can take that away. And perhaps the journey is not ending at all — it is simply changing form. Fair winds, Alexander., I hope to see you on a 33-foot sailboat with a new camera. See you soon

Lara Hamilton's avatar

How lovely, your writing is beautiful

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