Watching, wondering, and thinking through a hundred sun-bright days, through a hundred moon-lit nights. As it was, sat on a weathered board and loved on a sandy floor; satisfied with what there was and only dreaming perhaps or wishing. But never expecting, never complaining.
Content, and happy only to sit and watch the ever-changing moods and patterns of the sea….
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A Day In The Life
Rudy Ram. Rumbaoa
Today@Maui
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