Among the sanable was I
A sapiential treasure trove
And so this noctuary kept
As nosocomial, the grove

Of stone, panchreston to my heart
As pantomorphic stars above
Largifical in their array
A limbus between man and love

And I, in clathrate light was clothed
And left the claustral far behind:
I mussitated ceaselessly
My newly masboot state of mind

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All obscure words taken from the Phrontistery