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I AM THE SON OF CRO-MAGAN MAN

I AM THE SON OF CRO-MAGNON MAN I am the son of Cro-Magnon man A thousand years ago or so. I wonder of he knew then That he would be living over and over Again. He taught me well to survive Stand and fight or run to keep alive. But was his simplicity and innocence A part of him that I have missed. So many generations still live in me And it seems at times I also see How things used to be. The world has changed not so much Saber-tooth tigers Are all around us. 
— Geremia, Jun 23, 2009

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Yes men never learn do they?

Ann of Norway The tigers have changed their spots but they are still there and inside their minds they wish they were not so, their teeth sharpened and sharpened relentlessly, but even they have hearts and wish they were happy, we never see until its too late, what tigers we all are, do we? Annuccia