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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