When I Become Santa
December 21, 2009
We move operations south,
to a thousand
desperate places.
We make toys
for souls.
Peaceful and playful
talenting toys.
Unafraid and knowing –
we walk this earth
giving gifts.
2007
wrestling with congruency
We move operations south,
to a thousand
desperate places.
We make toys
for souls.
Peaceful and playful
talenting toys.
Unafraid and knowing –
we walk this earth
giving gifts.
2007
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