Everyman's: Metaphor of Life

Saturday, June 13, 2009

Metaphor of Life

If it is all like you that I am used to be Like you all pretentious of being better or worse off Than I am used to be rolling on not belittling The crying needs, not belittling the little soldiers’ cry Leaving the mother’s breasts for a hermit’s asylum Not ever fearing or shying off the scorching... Sign in to see full entry.

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