Wondering at night
In the dark in which I cant see
What is to be ahead of me
Though I cant picture anything
That could be a significant piece of work
For as I walk
Lost to that
To only think of dangerous me
To walk, the bush, “the tree” of life
Were all looks normal
There is something odd
The piece of “the tree”
The feel of which is me.
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Well this was a project that I had to do for a class. This class is my art class and the thing that I like about this class is it forces you to think outside of the box and that is what I love the most about this class. I have a lot of things to do today 08/26/09. Put that because you know it might not show up until tomorrow. But yeah I am doing a lot right now and I think I need to do more because I have to learn to put school first now. Have a lot more just wait until the next blog.
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