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I pulled my bow
gentle strength
came rushing thru
squeezing my shell
came days of yester
am a hunter, am sure

chasing antelope
hiding in bushes
for good ambush
my smell traits
came home empty
I pick some berries
to cure my aches

Saturday, December 12, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: ancient
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Manonton Dalan

Manonton Dalan

virginia, usa
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