Metamorphosis

What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime. It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset. It is the both the fleeting chink and the extended grind of the truck upon the coping.
~ Crowfoot, Blackfoot Warrior & Orator (with assistance from Skidzilla, Concretin Knucklehead and Smart-Ass)



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