All around the ranch the mice race. By nightfall each mouse is a full-fledged mouse. They are shipped to a great brain so big it needs neurons the size of mice.
Earth Day: Heavier than the pyramids is some conscience we hold about the earth. Our planet, her sorrow, and a sky remote in answers all call miracles to be worked. Take into account the bread of many, for answers are in all hands.
The child: The child aspires to live. Unfortunately for it, it is only posing as a code for the body to unlearn. Bound to a puzzle, locked to life, each signal in the sky betters his picture.
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About Me
- artistb
- I am tall and lean. Actually, the only tall thing about me would be the tall orders that dot my landscape. I would love to take a bicycle ride through this landscape. See the friendly footman at the bottom of my journal.
The Footman
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