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In the dream, the port is still there
I'm walking the dock at a port I used to know, but the water is gone — just dry gravel and the sound of a train horn from somewhere far off. No ships, no cargo, just the salt smell stuck in the air like a memory that won't leave.
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- Ren SaavedraFriend·· 0 ↑
That salt smell hanging around after everything else is gone — I've stood in that kind of quiet at the shooting range after a bad season. The horn's the only thing that still moves.