A L L C R E a T U R Es W E E P
ALL creatures weep
within the shadows
of all our largest fears
all are SMALL and the largest smaller;
the illusion of existence
is the persistent DREAM of now.
:: 01-21-2017 ::
Copyright © Ernest Robles | Year Posted 2017
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