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Sanguinity

Mystique mist shrouds the penultimate mile to un-bloomed future obscure; twilight hour transient sunset swansong resonates; forlorn life spent, silhouetted still against sunk skyline somber. Twirling turmoil threads weave seamless motif of passion cloud, surging with sensuous storm to the dark horizon, ornate once with halcyon hues, tinting chameleon chimera the yearning canvas ablaze; from its burnt relic ashes fly away. Splintered hope shards, adrift on despondent ripples of melted fervor, flow in tear stream; the remnant rays of resurgence survive still in sparkling sunrays, not sinister yet; designs the last lattice latent of tapestry of dream, drapes the sanguinity of listless life. _______________ July 19, 2022 For A Brian Strand Premiere Choice Contest

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