Tell - Bruce Moody

[Larry Robinson]

Tell

 Here we walk through the woods


down a road

paved with two words:

us.

 

The hour before dawn is the hour

when dawn will never come,

waiting to be born

for breakfast.

 

I give you only masterpieces.

Because since your arms are already wide enough

to go around the whole world and hug it

nothing less will fit them.

 

Take responsibility for this secret.

Tell everyone.

	- Bruce Moody 
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