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Last run of the season.
Contre-jour.
There’s a new sense of freedom, come banging on your door.
Take me back to the place that I know, on the beach.
Power of tranquility.
Wake up, see the morning light. This is you, this is today.
Approaching TXL.
I wandered lonely as a cloud, that floats on high o’er vales and hills.
Doesn’t get any better.
Mystic mountains.
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