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Freedom Curtailed

Freedom for some Seagulls fill the air with joy anchored sailboats tug want to be free sail around the world alone, just as a Japanese fishing vessel did ending up on the shores of Canada. Alas, caught by the coast guard as it prepared to sail for Chile and Peru. Anchored in a lonely bay waiting for its captain to catch up. This slavery of navigation, yet it had a year of freedom. Seagulls fly, sleek bodies white as snow, a storm is brewing and the ocean is theirs alone.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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