
You can see us, you can feed us....you can even pet us...but ooooh-oh, the deer of Nara.
Thou hast the strength of will to slay thyself, Then is it likely thou wilt undertake A thing like death to chide away this shame, That copest with death himself to scape from it: And, if thou darest, I'll give thee remedy.
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