
I design with a global eye and a human heart.
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Through monsoon air, hornbills crashed between treetops Their wings slapped like arguments with gravity No bird should sound like thunder—and yet they did
Between roots, armadillos tunneled their philosophy Each pawful rewrote ground rules Protection was persistence
Over the savannah, thunder rolled like distant drums Zebras stood still as statues They waited—not with fear, but understanding
Some relationships last a lifetime, others just a season, and both have value.