Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Day 2
575
Why can't we all look
what's really going on here.
The elephant, still.
These rooms are tiny.
Quite uncomfortable at least.
His trunk, tusks go unnoticed.
A gray skinned moment.
We are guilty of poaching
such a displaced scene.
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