The solar boat is a galleon
In its many resplendent pieces
Doubloon-tinted breaking up, where in
Shipwrecks' blue depths light decreases.
Borrowed from such beleaguered accounts
What fiery too for spilt ornament's
Light of queenly wearing bubbles down
A sand-bottomed world's sultry currents.
Point lonsdale
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What fiery, froths too, spilt ornament's Light of queenly wearing, down on through A sand-bottomed world's sultry currents./// beautifully written on the sunset; it's strong imagination