Poetry ~ Untamed ~ Submission

Written by Caribou Slim

Just as a sapless tree will split and decay, so an inflexible force will meet defeat. The hard and mighty lie beneath the ground, while the tender and weak dance on the breeze above.

Tuesday, 21 August 2001 22:25

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