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Aug 29. 2025
I lie flat when I am standing. The living must carry me everywhere, but easily I slip through their fingers. I am a gift from the gods, but I am the doom of many young children.
Aug 29. 2025
I lie flat when I am standing. The living must carry me everywhere, but easily I slip through their fingers. I am a gift from the gods, but I am the doom of many young children.