"Then he'd look off someplace in the distance At something only he could see He'd say, 'All that's left now of the old days: Those [censored] old coyotes and me.'
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One morning, they searched his adobe He disappeared without even a word But that night, as the moon crossed the mountain One more coyote was heard." -"Coyotes", by Don Edwards
┌─────────────┐ he/him, call me Jayce─th ─ spotify ─ listo──gemini ☼ pisces ☾ └─────────────┘ i struggle with severe depression. i come to this site to escape it. please be kind to me when im on here, it means a lot. i will go out of my way to return the favor as well. c: