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Although my cow is dead, I still beat her. What a racket she makes!
Who lives in a house with one bedroom, 50 hallways, and ghosts lurking everywhere?
Not born, but from a Mother's body drawn. I hang until half of me is gone. I sleep in a cave until I grow old. Then valued for my hardened gold.
I can travel from there to here by disappearing, and here to there by reappearing.
One by one we fall from heaven down into the depths of past, And our world is ever upturned so that yet some time we’ll last.
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?