Cold Night Calls
Sweating i awoke,
The chill of night caressed my torso and arms,
Birds of an indescriminate nature squaw,
And it is then I remember seeing the fire over the hill.
And my spirit screaming inside like a rabbit caught in an eagles talons.
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