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Tattoos and Perfection

Locusts down to the bone on my right shoulder, bees building a lunar lander on my left

A laser carved lotus now rests in budah’s hand,
Soon trees will turn the gears in the ruins of our fears.

May we finally achieve perfection,
Until a dreamer invents the next microscope.

Location:Coronado St,San Buenaventura (Ventura),United States

  • May 10, 2010
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Dreamed up by the Woodenfox himself.