A Fragile Thought for Monday, June 20, 2005
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Monday, June 20, 2005A New AgeThe cool winds drift slowly over the acrid environment of man No longer the domains of nature will squeak with the pleasure of life. What if once the skies were blue and the grass green. What if once the lion was king and the birds sang. Now there is man. His machines sing. His shoes squeak. And his... Sign in to see full entry. |