written by: David Vaughan
The ship has set its sail to a port that will not be clearly seen. A port never to be vividly encompassed by the keen eye nor is the scale within the reckoning of mortal men. There is no lighthouse and no clear view through the prevailing, turbulent storms.
I live in the UK but I am truly German in origin.
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