Monday, February 25, 2008

Drift sound αριθμός τέσσερα (five)



I was walking down the street.

It was not He who did the same.

It was not they who enabled my action.

I enjoy birds
They enjoy me2

The construal is major
The creation is minor

There was a bird made of wood, and other substances. IT was grand! The bird and I at the same intensity.

Its wings were on a spinner and this spinner made this HERE!

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