One with the waves
Of the Tyrolean mountain streams
The comfort in change
The kind I could only dream
The haze of sun, setting through
Pine tree tops, in amber sheen
All that I have given up for this
Means more, than it could ever mean.
-Al
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Author:
Alan R (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: September 22nd, 2026 11:50
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Comments1
A sacrifice for nature not regretted. Well done
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