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I can draw eyes, eyes that would impersonate the world. I can mold ears, ears embedded with thoughts of the mental screams of our misled children. I can weave smiles, smiles that would give even a blind person a new day to look forward to. I can sculpture hands, hands like that of the wrath of God; mighty, barricading, destructive, and sinisterly loving. I can sketch feet… feet that have tread the paths of Iceland, Greece, Egypt, Jerusalem, and even the Sahara. And, within all posterity, I can imagine, imagine that if God created us all in his image and likeness, then we too were left alone, just pieces of an unconscious puzzle! Allen J. Redwing |
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