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Someone told me to make a deviation of this journal. So I did and heres where im at. Thankyou for visiting.

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And the infinite obscurity consumed him as he puffed on the life taking tobacco, which eased him from all that was going on around him. The world seemed so never-ending yesterday and a second wind had brought him from the dungeons of self-imprisonment. Like feather tied down with sinkers he floated with elegance yet fell so hard, and through all this the waves of anonymity only banked upon him harder and harder. Pounding the foundations of the lighthouse, which lit the shallow bay. Rocks lay strewn across the blue-black canvas, and he closed his eyes and hoped that this was the right decision. That he hadn’t yet again attacked a situation with blind sight, that maybe when he reached the shoreline, someone would be there to congratulate him on his navigational skills. I never expected you to be my first mate, or the person on the shoreline. All I wanted was your approval, yet all I see is you smashing the light, which guides me.

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thanks to :stebuck: for stock photography

Description
Someone told me to make a deviation of this journal. So I did and heres where im at. Thankyou for visiting.

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And the infinite obscurity consumed him as he puffed on the life taking tobacco, which eased him from all that was going on around him. The world seemed so never-ending yesterday and a second wind had brought him from the dungeons of self-imprisonment. Like feather tied down with sinkers he floated with elegance yet fell so hard, and through all this the waves of anonymity only banked upon him harder and harder. Pounding the foundations of the lighthouse, which lit the shallow bay. Rocks lay strewn across the blue-black canvas, and he closed his eyes and hoped that this was the right decision. That he hadn’t yet again attacked a situation with blind sight, that maybe when he reached the shoreline, someone would be there to congratulate him on his navigational skills. I never expected you to be my first mate, or the person on the shoreline. All I wanted was your approval, yet all I see is you smashing the light, which guides me.

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thanks to :stebuck: for stock photography