The Foggy Sea.

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This is my Land. This is my Mountain. This is my Youth.

How many trips looking around my green grass, taking and smelling it.
How many nights in that Sea Fog. How many Friends, in those tears.

It's a Neverending Dream, my Land.

The Foggy Sea. | Ecency