Cipherian Inkantation

Somewhere, a world or worlds away,
there is a hand that holds the pen, a
hand that holds the quill, a hand equipped
with fingertips at the command of

The keys.  Words crafted from sea shell to sea
shell, drafted in the sphere of a grand
engineer, a passion of proliferation, waves
in a sea of see, dark, inky, spiritual

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Currency
of
current

Reaching

&

Teaching

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Heart/Mind/Soul