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RhandaLand
“But before she fell below the crest of the dunes, while the ocean was still in view, she turned and looked again.”
(Source: the-final-sentence)
“May memory restore again and again
The smallest color of the smallest day:
Time is the school in which we learn,
Time is the fire in which we burn.”
The smallest color of the smallest day:
Time is the school in which we learn,
Time is the fire in which we burn.”



