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Sunday, July 16, 2006

Silly Little Poem; Strange World.

I imagine human beings as they
pen plays, sing songs,
paint, scuplt,
sometimes build computers and rockets.

And I imagine they live in places like jungles where they
creep around for food
and, if they're not careful,
get eaten by things like


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