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Invicto
The coldest wind which fills my sails
Sent colder chills throughout my spine
As now the rigging grimly wails
That mast seems willing to recline
The taut sinews binding my bones
I felt tighten into a knot
We're on this strait, that chart disowns
And even God may have forgot
The land seemed farther than it's been
Farther than dawn which is to break
In doomed contest lie in between
Me and my ship, should one be weak
My ship! Fail not ahead of me
We're not to know how deep these graves
Rally your strength, your strength that be
For I've resolved to ride the waves!
Should Fate prevail and sound our call
Mark that we've fought, and fought so well
Against great waves, we don't feel small
Nary we've bent our knees to knell!
poem
by
Reyvrex Questor Reyes
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