"They are buildings, you are birds."A Poem by Max Teal
Somewhere, sometime
you have to grow up. You must show the world your arm outstretching. If you dare refuse, a large angry man will force you, make you his gossoon without your permission. There is no oak palanquin filled with orchids for you to ride in; I will at least save you that heartache. But there is a Pax Romana available to you, and you should take it--many rawky nightcrawlers to snack on. © 2013 Max TealFeatured Review
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