I am real, for what real is worth. I can feel the heart beat of the earth. I have strived for life on my feet. I have given birth, layed my heart on fires hearth, and stretched my time on wings of mirth. And now I'm gentle, and now I'm round.
Kindly, Redheart Angrybraids
[This message has been edited by redheart angrybraids (edited 07-27-2000).]