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sunset
July 10, 2012, 9:09 pm
I am Lukke, and I watch the sun bleed its last crimson breath into the void, a dying monarch sinking beneath the oceans indifferent throat. The skys not just purple and pink its a cathedral of bruised...
Cloudy sky over the sea - we will listen to the shanty
July 8, 2012, 8:46 pm
Behold, O winds of the sea, I stand upon this salt-kissed pier, where the clouds gather like a prophets veil thick, brooding, whispering of distant storms. I, a soul of the deep, shall sing to you the...