HELLO… AS TIME TICKS KARMIC LICKS I NOTICE WAKING EYES.. FELT IN STRENGTH TO FIGHT THE BEAST OF BIGOTS.. PRINCE OF LIES.. PEACE TONY
Purple turban smelled of bourbon sought all things he saw.. silent were Gods of man.. no succor.. offered paw..
Blooded grass silent sends such news through every root.. witness acts recording nature each fall of each boot..
Mother tends her garden sense of beauty in her plan.. witness solid sees the squalid folly laid by man..
Trees cannot be bitter.. still another silent child.. hears a drunken titter from plan of blues so styled..
Seek the gutter with a mutter.. kind of grandpa sound.. kind of like respect.. protect you when he came around..
Flowers round a sunny alley corner show the way.. each little wonder natural.. witnesses today..
Have a pile of smiles on me.. joy lent to your trail.. silent beauty.. ways of nature.. image never stale..
Canine bark your love and purpose playing jest to please.. Mother watches mammas as they kiss…
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