Monday, August 8, 2011

Tipple Horn

 PURITY TEXT

 If there were water,
We would give it design.
If there were soil,
We would seed it malign.
If there were inside,
We would turn it all out.
If there were outside,
We would breathe it devout.
If there were living,
We would learn how to see.
If there were nothing,
We could remain Blind.

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