I walk the sand alone,and feel it stirring as I roam,upon this breathing earth,where wave on wave begins new birth.I sen — Craig Froman, An Owl on the Moon: A Journal from the Edge of Darkness
I walk the sand alone,and feel it stirring as I roam,upon this breathing earth,where wave on wave begins new birth.I sen — Craig Froman, An Owl on the Moon: A Journal from the Edge of Darkness
I walk the sand alone,and feel it stirring as I roam,upon this breathing earth,where wave on wave begins new birth.I sen — Craig Froman, An Owl on the Moon: A Journal from the Edge of Darkness
I walk the sand alone,and feel it stirring as I roam,upon this breathing earth,where wave on wave begins new birth.I sen — Craig Froman, An Owl on the Moon: A Journal from the Edge of Darkness
I walk the sand alone,and feel it stirring as I roam,upon this breathing earth,where wave on wave begins new birth.I sen — Craig Froman, An Owl on the Moon: A Journal from the Edge of Darkness
I walk the sand alone,and feel it stirring as I roam,upon this breathing earth,where wave on wave begins new birth.I sen — Craig Froman, An Owl on the Moon: A Journal from the Edge of Darkness
I walk the sand alone,and feel it stirring as I roam,upon this breathing earth,where wave on wave begins new birth.I sen — Craig Froman, An Owl on the Moon: A Journal from the Edge of Darkness
I walk the sand alone,and feel it stirring as I roam,upon this breathing earth,where wave on wave begins new birth.I sen — Craig Froman, An Owl on the Moon: A Journal from the Edge of Darkness
I walk the sand alone,and feel it stirring as I roam,upon this breathing earth,where wave on wave begins new birth.I sen — Craig Froman, An Owl on the Moon: A Journal from the Edge of Darkness
I walk the sand alone,and feel it stirring as I roam,upon this breathing earth,where wave on wave begins new birth.I sen — Craig Froman, An Owl on the Moon: A Journal from the Edge of Darkness
I walk the sand alone,and feel it stirring as I roam,upon this breathing earth,where wave on wave begins new birth.I sen — Craig Froman, An Owl on the Moon: A Journal from the Edge of Darkness
I walk the sand alone,and feel it stirring as I roam,upon this breathing earth,where wave on wave begins new birth.I sen — Craig Froman, An Owl on the Moon: A Journal from the Edge of Darkness
I walk the sand alone,and feel it stirring as I roam,upon this breathing earth,where wave on wave begins new birth.I sen — Craig Froman, An Owl on the Moon: A Journal from the Edge of Darkness
I walk the sand alone,and feel it stirring as I roam,upon this breathing earth,where wave on wave begins new birth.I sen — Craig Froman, An Owl on the Moon: A Journal from the Edge of Darkness
I walk the sand alone,and feel it stirring as I roam,upon this breathing earth,where wave on wave begins new birth.I sen — Craig Froman, An Owl on the Moon: A Journal from the Edge of Darkness
I walk the sand alone,and feel it stirring as I roam,upon this breathing earth,where wave on wave begins new birth.I sen — Craig Froman, An Owl on the Moon: A Journal from the Edge of Darkness
I walk the sand alone,and feel it stirring as I roam,upon this breathing earth,where wave on wave begins new birth.I sen — Craig Froman, An Owl on the Moon: A Journal from the Edge of Darkness
I walk the sand alone,and feel it stirring as I roam,upon this breathing earth,where wave on wave begins new birth.I sen — Craig Froman, An Owl on the Moon: A Journal from the Edge of Darkness
I walk the sand alone,and feel it stirring as I roam,upon this breathing earth,where wave on wave begins new birth.I sen — Craig Froman, An Owl on the Moon: A Journal from the Edge of Darkness
I walk the sand alone,and feel it stirring as I roam,upon this breathing earth,where wave on wave begins new birth.I sen — Craig Froman, An Owl on the Moon: A Journal from the Edge of Darkness
I walk the sand alone,and feel it stirring as I roam,upon this breathing earth,where wave on wave begins new birth.I sen — Craig Froman, An Owl on the Moon: A Journal from the Edge of Darkness
I walk the sand alone,and feel it stirring as I roam,upon this breathing earth,where wave on wave begins new birth.I sen — Craig Froman, An Owl on the Moon: A Journal from the Edge of Darkness
I walk the sand alone,and feel it stirring as I roam,upon this breathing earth,where wave on wave begins new birth.I sen — Craig Froman, An Owl on the Moon: A Journal from the Edge of Darkness
I walk the sand alone,and feel it stirring as I roam,upon this breathing earth,where wave on wave begins new birth.I sen — Craig Froman, An Owl on the Moon: A Journal from the Edge of Darkness
I walk the sand alone,and feel it stirring as I roam,upon this breathing earth,where wave on wave begins new birth.I sen — Craig Froman, An Owl on the Moon: A Journal from the Edge of Darkness
I walk the sand alone,and feel it stirring as I roam,upon this breathing earth,where wave on wave begins new birth.I sen — Craig Froman, An Owl on the Moon: A Journal from the Edge of Darkness
I walk the sand alone,and feel it stirring as I roam,upon this breathing earth,where wave on wave begins new birth.I sen — Craig Froman, An Owl on the Moon: A Journal from the Edge of Darkness
I walk the sand alone,and feel it stirring as I roam,upon this breathing earth,where wave on wave begins new birth.I sen — Craig Froman, An Owl on the Moon: A Journal from the Edge of Darkness
I walk the sand alone,and feel it stirring as I roam,upon this breathing earth,where wave on wave begins new birth.I sen — Craig Froman, An Owl on the Moon: A Journal from the Edge of Darkness
I walk the sand alone,and feel it stirring as I roam,upon this breathing earth,where wave on wave begins new birth.I sen — Craig Froman, An Owl on the Moon: A Journal from the Edge of Darkness
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I walk the sand alone,and feel it stirring as I roam,upon this breathing earth,where wave on wave begins new birth.I sense a grand facade,where colors paint the hand of God.And in remorseful pain,I dance the stones of bitter strain.

— Craig Froman, An Owl on the Moon: A Journal from the Edge of Darkness
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