| Orathip: | What'z dis touchy-feely krap? |
| Noel: | I dunno, but dis dude kun keep his handz away frum me. |
| Orathip: | Yep. I dun't trust folks who talk bout love too smoothly. Sounds like dey gotsa silver tongue up dare ass. |
 Ken yah reacche-out n touch dah world afresh? Ken yah extend yaur sinses ta discern salience? Ken yah touch a fading flower then travel back through time n ken whun its petals opened err blossoms stood fully prime? When a breeze touches yar flesh can yah speak ta it n ask whure it'll head? Can yah braille dah world n read dah runes ah time? If so, dew ya naught feel tha tooch ah tha divine? |
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