Forgotten
...I've been through the desert on a horse with no name
It felt good to be out of the rain
In the desert you can't remember your name
'Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain
La la la l...
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Categories:
bunnell, angst,
Form: Free verse
The Eagle's Flight
...As soft and gentle as the Eagle flies, it spreads its wing's
through the spacious skies. In its round about ways it
circles the trees, with a gentle touch of a soft cool breese.
Beneathe its w...
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Categories:
bunnell, adventure, animals, nature, peace,
Form: I do not know?