Before the Eastern Sunset

Long time ago
Before the eastern sunset
A tadpole swam
and eaten by pudding plum
A child-man came out with the blood.
Between the morning sunrise
and the foreboding sunset
The child-man played
and hurt
and cried
Did he laughed and smiled?
Sometimes yes
sometimes nay
On the way home
an old man looked back
Uncrippled mind scanned the many pasts
With the end of the eastern sunset
he died

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