In frozen soil, Nature held its secret safe. It was mankind’s arrogance and denial that freed it.
A cut put it in a man. The man brought it to civilization. By the time he died, most were doomed.
We few are the tribe that remains.
We’ve learned our place.
Copyright © 2018 by Jason H. Abbott, All Rights Reserved.
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Powerful words.
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Thank you, getting the right beat and rhythm for them was a challenge.
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One you rose to. X
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Nice one, Jason!! :D
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Thank you! :-)
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So talented. I love this.
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Thank you. :-)
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