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Home: Middle East: Oman: Sea: Mid Coast:
anonymous footprints in an anonymous oasis
At length did cross an Albatross, /
Thorough the Fog it came; /
And an it were a Christian Soul, /
We hail'd it in God's name. /
The Rime of the Ancient Marinere, in Seven Parts. Samuel Taylor Coleridge, 1798 version
The only spot of greenery in a blank landscape, you can picnic at an oasis between Khaluf and Duqm, by a shallow stream and the footprints of hundreds of little birds.
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