The Grand Scheme
I scatter the seeds of fierce ambition onto the ground and turn around the stirring season sweeps the day away within its grip the shadows slip I'll return someday to reap my fields full of effort-stained rewards I've gained GBE Written November 10th, 2001 © on Nov 09 2001 03:22 PM PST 10 • 0
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"I scatter the seeds..."