From the poem Do I Mind at Public Art World:
. . .
This all we are,
I sense this mind is mine to give,
Hour glass of rich and present land,
Our moment now,
Our single treasured golden grain of sand.
. . .
From the poem Do I Mind at Public Art World:
. . .
This all we are,
I sense this mind is mine to give,
Hour glass of rich and present land,
Our moment now,
Our single treasured golden grain of sand.
. . .
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