The castaway sails between the northern islands
and mines a frozen continent with his art
like the earthworm mulls mold in Darwin's garden.
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I am always looking for some underlying message and what something means. I think too much about words!
If I was to reply to this, I would say the frozen continent remains frozen because 'his' art has not yet reached *sigh*
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