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I cannot vanish nor reappear; night’s
vermilion forge starts late,
the evening drags on;
prayer is torture and not yet among
the towering rocks has the bottle
reached you from the sea. The empty
breaker shatters on the point at Finisterre.
— Mar 20, 2016 09:06PM
vermilion forge starts late,
the evening drags on;
prayer is torture and not yet among
the towering rocks has the bottle
reached you from the sea. The empty
breaker shatters on the point at Finisterre.
