so my tiny me IS
your concern, sir?
My feet smaller
than your eyes
an ego so wide, sir
hems up your pants
and all that girth
So sir, so tiny-me
but within my toe
i possess more worlds
than a single hair
of your spinning mind
i think the mountain
sat upon her head
and me, sir? The angel
who saw you born
and this world you
call home

:: 09-01-2015 ::

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Writer, Artist. I like to paint abstract acrylic images onto canvas. I love to read everything, and I especially enjoy science, philosophy, and the arts. I'm new to the blog experience and I very much enjoy it! I hope to learn as much about all the features that WordPress offers and thank you -- my visitor -- for taking time to read my words. Peace and love... View all posts by EPRobles

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