"The oldest bull crossed the day. His legs scratched the planet. He continued, traveling to where sea lives. He reached the shore, the oldest bull. On the edge of time the ocean. He closed his eyes and grass covered him. He breathed the whole green distance. And silence built the rest." -Pablo Neruda
Saturday, July 24, 2010
wall art
I want to do this in my apartment. Damn lack of wall space.
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