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Wild Spirit's Bondings

Through lush green hills of sweet dew grass, under skies of blue and soft cotton puff clouds, she roams wild and free. True to her blood line, ancestry and futre, she relishes in what she's surrounded by, all things great and small. In the meadow valley, her spirit is shared, with a part of her and her mate, a little replica of her younger years. Full of pride, love excitment, joy, protectiveness, posessiveness, fullness, her mixed emotions show in every muscle. Through sunlight forests of darkness, lush vegetation and isolated meadows, together they play, run, graze and relax as one. Spirits combined, yet seperate, nuzzles, nudges, and head-on-back hugs, compassion between two of one. They share ancestry, blood, family, land of no limits, endless vegetation, mind, body and spirit. It's a bond between mother and baby, something that can't be touched but can be broken and fixed, And is unique in every relationship.

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Date: 7/5/2009 4:11:00 PM
Great writing. Sara
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