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- Personal Text:
- Potential counts for nothing until it's realized.
- Date Registered:
- December 06, 2014, 09:31:58 PM
- Local Time:
- January 16, 2019, 05:51:03 AM
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- December 21, 2018, 10:34:17 AM
Signature:His eyebrows sparkling, his white beard hangs down to his chest. The thatched mats, spread outside his chise, spread softly, his splendid attos. He polishes, cross-legged, his makiri, with his eyes completely absorbed.
He is Ainu.
The god of Ainu Mosir, Ae-Oine Kamuy, descendant of Okiku-Rumi, He perishes, a living corpse. The summers day, the white sunlight, unabrushed, ends simply through his breath alone.