I want to build a room in your ruminant.
A house I will build upon a hill along the long and winding road of her gastrointestinal tract, eating the plentiful feast of herbaceous matter that will bathe me, my soul a semipermeable membrane, open to new experiences and flavors of life.
I can assure you, the relationship will be symbiotic, and your ruminant, and ruminating self, and myself can all benefit greatly; I see no need for competition, you see.
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