It's Only a Book
Overcoming institutional and corporate control of minds one art piece at a time.
Friday, October 28, 2011
Mailart 365 -211
I don't know from whence this piece grew, but I love it.
Which reminds me. The other day my compadre sent me a text message with the last word containing a few extra letters. It read, "Where are youth?"
I replied, "Youth hath fled. I know not where."
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