Yndi Halda

we play in a barn on the top of a hill and open the double doors to see the sun set and sun rise. we frolic with the farm dogs who live in the barn. none of us have wives, all of us have fathers (see below). we are not the son of god.



James is the son of a royal physician.

Jack is the son of an artist.

Daniel is the son of an artist.

Brendan is the son of a royal statistician.

Oliver is the son of an artist.



We have (m)other parents too.



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