Tin Tin lived in a soft, calm cave at the primitive beginning of puppet time, near a large, calm waterfall, where she kept my 2YO self calm, wise and concentrated.
All the time she was lecturing me, she always had a watchful eye on me, and was very patient. She showed me how the lions that were our enemies are now friends with the birds that despised them in the first place.
One night, she cuddled me close to her bare skin, and I kissed her smooth, satin shoulders as she whispered into my tiny ears:
"My body will be there to protect your's, just like my side of nature is in full harmony with your own - we are one in the same family. All different, all happy, all the same touch - cuddly and warm."
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