Authors, Entrepreneurs, and other Creative Individuals Pursuing Their Dreams
Let the truth be told and it shall set you free. The hollow dead at the end of the road has let you unto me. A shadow in the dark revealed a face never to be seen. Baskets woven from tree bark, dinner fit for a queen. We hugged and you kissed me but it was not all that was exchanged. Bugs lit in a jar for you to see, we've be given new names. From Nosa to Muddball, Sunshine to Greedy-face. United we stand divided you fall, not one indeed has survived this place. So ask me no questions and i shall tell you no lies. A mask that keeps you guessing, covers up a sight for soar eyes. To stand without crutches, one girl and one boy. For everything man touches. My love, man shall surely destroy!