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John was going to a party and, as he approached, he could see in the windows that it was completely packed with people. He went inside only to discover that there wasnβt a single person inside
Ripped from my mother's womb. Beaten and burned, I become a blood thirsty killer.
Three lives have I. Gentle enough to soothe the skin. Light enough to caress the sky. Hard enough to crack rocks.
Halo of water, tongue of wood. Skin of stone, long I've stood. My fingers short reach to the sky. Inside my heart men live and die.
As light as a feather, but you canβt hold it for ten minutes.
Black we are and much admired. Many seek us if they are tired. We tire the horse, and comfort man, and turn White when we've fulfilled your plan.