Clear silver – Drawing water from a well, pouring a little then a lot, dropping clear silver..

Drawing water from a well, pouring a little then a lot, dropping clear silver into a rough cup, thirst going, thirst gone, now you draw sweet-scented breath again.
Creation, evolving methods, reasons to deliver, give the perfect chemistry, a nature’s brilliance.
Bodily drought, parched mind, concentration lost, only want for the clear silver stays, getting stronger by the minute, three days without, you die, then truth if clear silver comes to you as gift or wise accident.

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