Clane Dawn... / 3
in the mist, a subtle clarity emerges. to be alive and smelling this sacred thing - a force which never gives up and always renews and returns, full of certainty that this must be. how the dark churns the past and the dawn brings fresh dew. some special mornings, if we can see them.
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