Friday, October 19, 2007
bunker ART
I lived in a
cave
in the deep city
It was not pretty
I moved to a bunker in the wood
Where my images appear
In the darkness of my mind
Then do I walk
the trail to listen to the trees talk
about people
cave
in the deep city
It was not pretty
I moved to a bunker in the wood
Where my images appear
In the darkness of my mind
Then do I walk
the trail to listen to the trees talk
about people
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Thanks for sharing more of your magic, Lloyd! I'm proud to have your words as part of the blog post. Thanks for the comment.
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