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Spencer Gulf

And now - imagine the sun rising over the gulfs broad reach where waters run the long length of sandy beaches and the cry of a gull piercing the bright air, sounding a morning as if to plumb its measure. Now - slowly begin to feel the solitude, the absence of dominion, a vastness of scale that laps the limits of all thought, an alchemy of earth, air and water until there is only what is taken in, becoming then, the beholder of itself.

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