there was enough space to leave room for my curiosity.
a gust of wind has angled the gates; while Our flag does not wave; our Brooklyn soil shifts.
a boy steps toward his world: Construction Ahead. Where is his hard-hat? The future is a risk.
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
Construction Crew
there was enough space to leave room for my curiosity.
a gust of wind has angled the gates; while Our flag does not wave; our Brooklyn soil shifts.
a boy steps toward his world: Construction Ahead. Where is his hard-hat? The future is a risk.
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