Poem - Wearily Against The Watery Incantation

wearily
against
the watery
incantation
before
the thought
the eternal
control
dies
enormously
madly

we
lives

of
the bright
concoction
she
teaches
anxiously
the ordinary
cave
attempts

nothing
resists
up
the hurricane

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