'Englewax' - The Growth of a Language
Rarely now surrounded by
or possessing herself
the genuine affection
she had grown to love,
in her cold spot
she withered further with each act
what she called 'genuity'.
Her sense of humour started to turn on extremes.
She went to France and called her condition 'Ingennui'.
the more she saw the loss of it,
the more she saw its opposite,
the more was possessed 'ingenuity'
of significance deeply composite.
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