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A strange feeling... looking at the water. Maybe you should just wander off into the sea? Leave it all and walk in...
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No-no, we're not starting with that. Not now. Not this time. This thought is over.
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Oh fuck yes. Go there in your head. It's been days since you've thought about her. A week...
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In the still mirror of the bay you see Martinaise, reflected. Tall edifices of ruins reach into the water, like shimmering towers. And the shacks too. Pine trees and motor lorries, upside down...
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In the rain-mirror of the bay you see Martinaise, reflected. Tall edifices of ruins reach into the water, like shimmering towers. And the shacks too. Pine trees and motor lorries, upside down...
In the snowing mirror of the bay you see Martinaise, reflected. Tall edifices of ruins reach into the water, like shimmering towers. And the shacks too. Pine trees and motor lorries, upside down...
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Islets and posts like stepping stones lead into the water in front of you. Go. Step in... it's been too long.
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