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Headed West
In the darkness last night,
I heard Crazy Horse call
The wind through the willows,
new horse in my stall
His words my direction,
the hail in my storm…
“Your brothers await you
-the council fire warm”
(Dreamsleep: July, 2019)
Motorcycle From Pa. To L.A. 7-18-2019
I heard Crazy Horse call
The wind through the willows,
new horse in my stall
His words my direction,
the hail in my storm…
“Your brothers await you
-the council fire warm”
(Dreamsleep: July, 2019)
Motorcycle From Pa. To L.A. 7-18-2019
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Headed West
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