Ban Any Concrete
Come on, o unaware mechanical men in power! Ban any concrete in, Any fencing around, These wide wild meadows, And free of free pastures. Let the big sheep with huge testicles reign here, Let the neighing mares call the far horses, Let the young bucks sex here free--whole days. Stand by me and look at... This dark forest, the low slow-flying cloud, centuries old rocks and this damp new grass... It shall all relieve your burning eyes, overbusy head, and moving about soul.
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