It is but the flapping, in a brisk wind

[Dna8]

My beard is of a length now.

It has begun to be picked up by the brisk winds that pass, yonder, over my ways.

It is leather and it is flapping.

Glory, glory, hallelujah..

It has begun to be picked up by the brisk winds that pass, over yonder.

Dun, it is, dun, the color of earth.

It is but the flapping, in a brisk wind.

Aesthetics within aesthetics. Tears over tears.

[Selurong]

My beard is of a length now.

It has begun to be picked up by the brisk winds that pass, yonder, over my ways.

It is leather and it is flapping.

Glory, glory, hallelujah..

It has begun to be picked up by the brisk winds that pass, over yonder.

Dun, it is, dun, the color of earth.

It is but the flapping, in a brisk wind.

Aesthetics within aesthetics. Tears over tears.

The most beautiful thing I have ever read in the TA! Bravo!