My father once beat a buffalo to death with bare hands and then ate the still beating heart... He cried later that night...
no he didn't
no he didn't
"They look like big strong hands... don't they?"
Water rolls down the skin like tiny beads..
Eyes close so that they might see.
Illum tangendo (touching him)
This sun is a star in someone else's sky
Illum tangendo (touching him)
This moon is making someone cry...
Illum tangendo (touching him)
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