Posted by
Steve DeVries in
Thirteen Shapes on
01 7th, 2009 |
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I’ll be born again
As a silicon circuit board
( Dream State )
‘In the beginning was a Word. A single, simple Word. This Word was nothing more than an utterance, a grunt that stood for an idea. The Word was accepted, the Word multiplied. The Word became Language. The trees became trees and the sea...