#121 – The Lorax of Man

I am the Lorax of Man. I call to their skin for passion’s unbinding. We are builders and lovers. We are eruptions of spontaneous creativity. We are as dangerous and unpredictable as we are trustworthy and empathic. We are the living soil and the ground hears us roar. Listen through your toeprints. The time is here and we are home.

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