That red place, that tomb;
On fear I lived in doom,
And mostly lost in those seas;
Those red and dim seas of.
Doubt, of question unanswered,
And puzzles to late, of smiles,
Most unseen, on terror,
And hate; on bended back,
And broken skin, on that boat,
That had no dreams; on most,
Certainty explained to me!
Sunday, 31 January 2010
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