Whisper to the flashing water your real name, write your signature in the sand, and shout your identity to the sky until — Christopher John Farley, Kingston by Starlight
Whisper to the flashing water your real name, write your signature in the sand, and shout your identity to the sky until — Christopher John Farley, Kingston by Starlight
Whisper to the flashing water your real name, write your signature in the sand, and shout your identity to the sky until — Christopher John Farley, Kingston by Starlight
Whisper to the flashing water your real name, write your signature in the sand, and shout your identity to the sky until — Christopher John Farley, Kingston by Starlight
Whisper to the flashing water your real name, write your signature in the sand, and shout your identity to the sky until — Christopher John Farley, Kingston by Starlight
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Whisper to the flashing water your real name, write your signature in the sand, and shout your identity to the sky until it answers to you in thunder.

— Christopher John Farley, Kingston by Starlight
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