Went out on an aluminum canoe with my cousin and a friend, a brother, I never thought I’d see. Ah, the bliss of fate. And nature, the soothing compass of time. Nothing to calm us more. ย The sound of subtle water drops, gliding off the paddles; into the darkness.

True beauty, emanates from the simplest of virtues, created by God. As simple as science; a lake of sand.

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