Answer:
He stands beside the road. In a purple cap at tattered green cloak. Those who touch him, curse him.
Two people are born at the same moment, but they don't have the same birthdays. How could this be?
If eleven plus two equals one, what is nine plus five equal to?
What is the freedom of birds and the pen of old men?
White bird, featherless, flying out of paradise. Flying over sea and land. Dying in my hand.
I run through hills. I veer around mountains. I leap over rivers. And crawl through the forests. Step out your door to find me.