Quote #3

When God comes at me do I bow the stallion's legs or meet him with flared nostrils?

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  2. When Man comes at me do I rein in the stallion, or let him meet the hooves?
  3. Embla lies with each thing, Ask looks and knows. Understanding without explanation they depart and separate.
  4. When Woman comes at me do I let her take the bridle, or turn away the head?
  5. When I and stallion blend the grass gets cropped.

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