To Be Or Not To Be, That, Is the Gayety Question Dotting, Her Landscapes
When I was a child I thought as a child, reasoned as a child, spoke
As that a child; but when I became a man, I left childish things behind....
Too many 'I's,' we find; tis not my thing this me inside, these eyes ? Mirrors
...."In Progress." *
Copyright © Johnny Rhinem | Year Posted 2013
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