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No matter the sun rise, it is still morning that the trees a rise and
Yes, I did come up with that on me own. Perhaps with time, I will
tell you what it means.
I once seen a beauty down with in the waters, and so close to this
beauty was a Cotton Mouth, nervous as a young lad should be, I feared
nothing, yet was intrigued to see the beauty also had no fear of the
serpent but welcomed it with no discrimination.
I then realized that as I gazed upon this beauty with in the
currents, the venomous snake was being offered ...