...And is that today the ocean has a blue magnetic.
The horizontal mist is a point of entry to the side of Eire, trianglizing from L'Armorique.
I'm in the base of the Atlantic Arch: this is Gijón; epic land of the immense Atlas that you don't know, but i do.
Among the fog i see the titan rising his arms...who knows what is in the deepest of that blue..?
At dawn, rare melodies come in distortion from the irrational depth of the open ocean.
The open ocean.
From the irrational depth of the open ocean.
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