I am so fortunate to be a living beast. Man made structure and perspective of streets, walkways, curbs and poles yield a beauty and purpose of their own. As a live beast I choose where my flowers spawn, and through time grow. Look very close, I am not smiling. Rather,a smirk to those who know. It is I and my forest that makes man.
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I am so fortunate to be a living beast. Man made structure and perspective of streets, walkways, curbs and poles yield a beauty and purpose of their own.
As a live beast I choose where my flowers spawn, and through time grow. Look very close, I am not smiling. Rather,a smirk to those who know. It is I and my forest that makes man.
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