Dreams are different when you fall asleep to the sound of crashing waves.
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It’s Good to Sometimes Take a Long Walk on the Moon
After the Swans Have Drifted On By
What We Hear When Wind Rushes Through Trees in Winter
Eventually, and Without Fanfare, We All Wash Ashore
Eventually, and without fanfare, we all wash ashore.
As the Early Sun Rises, the Road Will Melt Away
Always Chasing the Ideal of Being Ready for the Next
The Fate of All Bridges Is Known
The fate of all bridges — past, present, future — is known.
The Whisper That You Can’t Quite Make Out
The whisper that you can’t quite make out.
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