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Wolf Poem Verses I cross the river s tides
with white feathers hanging
from the corners of my long
free flowing long black hair
for i am an indian maiden
treading freely thru the water beds
as the river caresses the bottoms of my feet
for the power of the tides are controled by my own hands
as my wolf friends join me into a game of fun
as water droplets dance and fly all over us as
spirits get renewed their beautiful wild bushy
fur to keep their skin tick and flea free .
Written By Gt On May 20 ,2005 12:00 pm
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