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Outrides Poems - Poems about Outrides


Sonnet 47 'My Wife, My Huntress, Rides the Holy Wind'
...My wife, my huntress, rides the Holy Wind, But still, daisies adorn her thick brown hair! Her muslin robes blow out, her hair's unpinned, Let dark thoughts try to chase her, if they dare! For she......

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Categories: outrides, angel, appreciation, courage, faith,
Form: Sonnet

Book: Reflection on the Important Things