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Incarnadine

I was cast out, and set adrift,
By prevailing winds, without those charts  
Considered suitable for navigation.  

Accompanied by a gentle rocking  
Of the forgiving current, I never longed for  
Merely continental limitation,  
  
When such resource was satisfied  
By ecstasies, wrought in contest between  
Myself and daylight's final ember.
Written by Sartoris
Published | Edited 2nd May 2019
Author's Note
An impulsive sketch.
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