The Wayward Wanderer
Nothing lasts forever; after the time of splendour, the sun fades and hides in the sea. The moon, no sooner arrived at fullness, begins to dwindle again to half, (and this)…. the sickness of love often becomes the lightness of dawn.
Landscape | Seascape
The Wayward Wanderer 
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