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Three lives have I. Gentle enough to soothe the skin. Light enough to caress the sky. Hard enough to crack rocks.
Two bodies have I, though both joined in one. The more still I stand, the quicker I run.
I drive men mad for love of me. Easily beaten, never free.
A dagger thrust at my own heart, dictates the way I'm swayed. Left I stand, and right I yield, to the twisting of the blade.
I went to the woods and got it, when i got it didn’t want it, looked for it, couldn’t find it so I took it home.
This food is a tortilla filled with cheese and sometimes chicken before being heated or cooked.