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Beltontain.

"There is more tenderness/ than one can fathom in wearing what never happened." —Alina Stefanescu

On the Open Sea.

"more cold, more dark"

more & not after
    —the only way—
    nor epitaph
they'll bother, just a little later...
ruins-to-be, where lights now shine;
    our piracy fled
    in suicide,
& long time dream dread's flag again.
the concrete split, eyes lusterless.

Rorate Caeli.