Tuesday, June 21, 2005
Zipher Of Land Comments
Rating: ★5.0
Shant not the world be covered in death, vague, cruel, and forbidden.
I toil, and scrape the land beneath my feet, yet nothing grows.
I water, and water, but the ground stays dry.
I seed the earth, but nothing lives.
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8/2/2025 11:53:46 AM # 1.0.0
This is very good. Reminds me of the words from the great Indian Chief that the city of Seattle was named after. I love the feel of this. Please add a 'y' to the in line seven. Thanks Herbert