they're not aware of time or solitude while they're chasing
their vision. The hours fly. The sculptress and the tree-
climbing tyke both look up blinking when Mom calls,
"Suppertime!"
STEVEN PRESSFIELD 45
dana p.
(Dana P.)
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they're not aware of time or solitude while they're chasing
their vision. The hours fly. The sculptress and the tree-
climbing tyke both look up blinking when Mom calls,
"Suppertime!"
STEVEN PRESSFIELD 45