alaska beaches man
one of my last hikes
on the rarest of clear winter days
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The Last Day on My Island
Some Bad Plankton
poetry, essays, photography, & drawings
alaska beaches man
one of my last hikes
on the rarest of clear winter days
I imagine departure is bitter sweet. And I feel that somehow the place will stay with you for a long time. Best of luck on the next part of your adventure.
Thanks, I’m going to need it.