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Arrow's Night

Waring spirt names survival games arrows pierce deep while enemy sleep Hair of length every braves strength timid of sorts hunting, survival sports. Arrows of rock clay made crock rock bangle beads bare-back horse speeds Squa with brave living in cave lights of torches summer heat, skin scorches Sleep amidst the stars wears honorable scars each one a testement of weakness abolishment Linda Terrell Novmber 2009 I seen on the internet it is Native American week.

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Date: 11/17/2009 4:37:00 PM
....i feel like i am there....i hope to one day be as good as you
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