THE GEM 21 NOV 2015 : A cold sea mist touches my eyes as I leave my tent rubbing my eyes | THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY

“Nothing that is can pause or stay;The moon will wax, the moon will wane,The mist and cloud will turn to rain,The rain to mist and cloud again,Tomorrow be today.”

Source: A cold sea mist touches my eyes as I leave my tent rubbing my eyes | THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY

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