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Alliterative alchemy, alchemic alliteration
When Whitman wisely said, "The world is too much with us,"
And went on to glorify an intimate relationship with all creation,
I realized how little the world needs its human denizens,
When all we do is destroy and build synthetic sanctuaries,
Surrounding our solitary selves with seas of sadness
And sullen stoic structures in place of sacred solitude,
Smiting synergetic stillness with the steely disertitude of civilian insanity,
I verily surmised that we are just inveterate visitors
And have no right in making this temporal territory our eternal temple.
There is alchemy in the arms that bear alms.
