I Am One With Nature

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    Tall blades of grass flowing in the breeze Like

    they are dancing a tango Shining in cascades of gold Under the Summer sun The wind howls in the canyons A voice from the past Once roamed by mustangs Wild horses running like the rivers Once inhabited by Native Americans Dancing, hunting, and calling the spirits for guidance...
    autumnTimm autumnTimm
    18-21, F
    Jan 15, 2015
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