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Illusion

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Category
Seeking Adventure and Freedom
SectionYouthful Writings

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I stood upon surf-booming cliffsAnd heard the tide-race roaring, roaring strong and deep and free; Ontall wind wings the white clouds scudded by.Far to the east the ocean met the sky

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