Somehow, I am still finding new places to bow my head to. New wonder in the strange unfamiliar. Strange because I have spent two decades here and have never not been an explorer but there is still land to cover. Still some unknown learning to pronounce my name. Surrounded by a sound as naked as it was born, mud on my boots and a rainfall that seems to f…
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