Blessed are the entrenched.

Ensconced in their naivety,

Blissful and crystalline…

Like a rock under a stream,

Pristine in their ways,

Prologued to purity of the insane.

Enchanted, unaware –

They share the poesy

Of divinity;

And make journeys through antinomian stairs

To

Rise above the Vanity Fair.

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