.
Fresh. You... have it right. Some lions need no brothers, or...
such. Some do. I don't. But... that isn't all, is it.
No. Do you really know my name?
Be careful, when walking at night, should you enter my neighborhood
wrongly. You may... find... a way through. Or you may be utterly
broken. There are things worse than death, even for the undying.
This... I can teach. This I have learned. That... time... for
me... may be... passing?
Odd what this God of Abraham can do, does. Like it or not. I...
merely kneel to His will, way. And, pick up my cross as able. Drop
it, and to the ground with it, when I cannot. Be... careful
younglings. I pray for you, would die for you in righteousness.
And, would destroy you while singing God's praises if... you forget
righteousness. Amen.
By far, I prefer my lost and dead pussy over any other sort of
companion. I even hope yet to find another, if the odds are slim.
She would have to be furtile. I'd... have to... be able to see it.
Not in the states, most likely. Or, if so, not to stay here.
Travel or no deal. Somehow.
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