

The Hawk, The Stallion and theOn silent wings the hawk descends. A king fears his life so his castle defends. Running wild children scream "you've taken our freedom you won't take our dreams!"The Hawk, The Stallion and the
Far on a hill a stallion stands his life is his own he belongs to no man. Grazing in pastures and forests of green he knows no life but running, it seems.
Spreading it's wings The hawk it does soar. Deep in the valley, a lion shouts it's roar. Men have been creeping she can smell them at night; it makes her uneasy they shatter her mi


Dragon's SleepIt doesn't always have to be thunder and lightning. Sometimes you can be a rolling river, or a passing cloud.Dragon's Sleep
Even dragons sleep.
Their dreams touching the skies of dawn & dusk with the color of their visions.
(Blue-grey smoke rising gently from their nostrils.)
Rivers bind and weave the earth
in patterns of abundance. Thunder and lightning comes and goes; and never yet has cracked the sky.
(c) 1986 Poco Teed Port Townsend, Washington
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Friendship is a union of spirits, a marriage of hearts, and the bond there of virtue.
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Friendship is a union of spirits, a marriage of hearts, and the bond there of virtue.
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Friendship is a union of spirits, a marriage of hearts, and the bond there of virtue.
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Friendship is a union of spirits, a marriage of hearts, and the bond there of virtue.
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Friendship is a union of spirits, a marriage of hearts, and the bond there of virtue.
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Friendship is a union of spirits, a marriage of hearts, and the bond there of virtue.
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all people are shit bad trip tattoed on my brain
o moj boze! mam siekere w glowie
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