The Artist of Thein.

13 Aug 2005

·CuldeSac

Remember the odd little boy "Sketching" with a stick in the sand, Watching the other people play? Today, I am here to say, That I am each one of yours' odd little boy, And what I was busy sketching Was what all of you are still doing today. I can't find the logic to convey: The theme behind your jungle gyms filled with Relationships, Parties and Careers... * When Even the teacher asks what's wrong With that little boy, He walks over to find, The most beautiful pictures way beyond his mind. How eery when he looks into his face and finds, That little boy to be him, but born blind... *

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What are words without understanding and what is understanding without sense?

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