Scrawling from the Wreckage
Friday, August 20, 2010
A Thought
What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the winter time. It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the Sunset.
- Crowfoot, 1890
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