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The sea was sapphire colored and the sky burns like a heated opal through the air, way hoisted sail. The wind was blowing fair for the blue lands that to the eastward lie from the steep prowl I marked with quick and I second bus every olive grove and creek, your Kimpton's like a and snowy peak and all the flower strewn hills of our Qadi flapping of the sail against the mass, the ripple of the water on the side, the ruble of girls, laughter at the stern Onley sounds when gone, the west of earn and the red sun upon the seas to ride. I stood upon the soil of Greece at last.