Cuniculus
There is no boilerplate explication.
Each has to whittle his or her way.
For a few it is comfort of crumenal
for some well-being of creativity.
Search is to locate the inner shelf.
This is long-drawn-out task. The
charmed get it. Others move in
pismire-like mode, on occasion
stumble upon it. Universal diktat:
there is none.
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