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I was born to fight. My veins course with singing wildfire My hands are rough like my fathers who worked the land My eyes are sharp and made ..

accidental mishap of universal cosmic forces. that is why we are here in this pointless glob of thought inventions. wake up, people..

White dog paws leave white wolf tracks In the camel colored sand of my dirt road. He will follow me anywhere, Smiling Tail high- A pro..

The man that morphs into a wolf Stalks the night of the full moon. His midnight coat Blends in with the lulling branches Of the p..

The horse is Beauty in motion, A loyal partner, An honest friend. A portrait in disguise. Manes like cascading water Tails pro..

Often without a sign, Life changes course; Your soul’s ship can take you into uncharted territory, While Scylla rips at your human pla..

A rusted chain Sunk deep Into the granite cliff Overlooking the sea Holds her from the astral planes Tethered by a bleeding ankle ..