
Styrofromulus lets another Thgirw Notyad into the world, for discerning eyes and ears, maybe a few tears. The mind to toil, not to waste and spoil. {Exhausted, I / look for the promise / land. Exhaling for / power, the search is / indefinite. Hoping for / promise, the search is beyond reason / is momentous in / scope, it is eternal. / A chore for a / mortal.} - May 27, 2000
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