I have nothing to say Only this: Words are tart. Why the furrowed brow? Why the feigned interest? Ontological arguments Keep spinning though my head Because the soul is revealed Within and without nature. And I believe my own puzzled truths.
I have nothing to say Only this: Words are tart. Why the furrowed brow? Why the feigned interest? Ontological arguments Keep spinning though my head Because the soul is revealed Within and without nature. And I believe my own puzzled truths.