
A cow, stood on the hillside.
The fiery sun sank behind it.
The beauty of the moment struck me deeply.
I looked the cow in the eye, as
Something passed between us,
And called it lunch.


A cow, stood on the hillside.
The fiery sun sank behind it.
The beauty of the moment struck me deeply.
I looked the cow in the eye, as
Something passed between us,
And called it lunch.

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