(first instance untitled)
One of the purest instances of joy
for a human being, is when the island fox
you had been beaconing with
pieces of apple, eventually comes to you to take them and it becomes habit; to see such a beautiful creature make its way to you, sleek and shining, eyes the judgement of all the stars.
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- John De Herrera
- Santa Barbara, California, United States
- Writer/Artist/Activist
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