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The Elephant In The ?

Strange about trunks, isn’t it?

Secrets that are there, isn’t it?

Scathing, as we turn to ash?

Rising above others trunks?

How dare everyone? We all do!

Elephant hats are all we all need.

Trunks are heavy to carry around.

Especially if your trying to lift others.

I throw my trunk overboard frequently.

Friends trunks too, families trunks to.

That is the only way to love any of humanity.

Throw trunks away an just love.

Strange about trunks, isn’t it?

Secrets that are there, isn’t it?

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  1. August 28, 2013 at 3:19 pm

    put down the trunks…smiles…i like…the double meaning between the elephants and our baggage is cool in this as well….and just love…aint that the truth…smiles.

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