Thursday, April 4, 2013
The swifts movements befitting a race
Solid ground the pace
Footprints different holding fort today
As we ride with the wind
Strong wind blowing
caught on tales of speed
Feeling great with the pace of the distance
Galloping with much grace
The ground holds steadfast
The distance cut by half
Trembling flowers beneath shivers
when we are Riding East...
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- April 04, 2013
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