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A free bird leaps on the back of the wind and floats downstream till the current ends and dips his wing in the orange sun rays
Teach me the language of Cat;the slow-motion blink, that crystal stare,a tight-lipped purr and a wide-mouthed hiss.Let me walk with a saunter, nose in the air.
I am the evil Slithermonchowchuck,I am afraid of no one (well almost no one).I munch on the marbles of lost lunatics,I nibble on the toes of Tyrannosaurus
Thinker to Jace
If I'm not reciting a poem,
my tongue won't let me talk,
I can only bark.
But barking can't say much,