A poem and links to something worth thinking about.

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I walked with

Indians

as a younger

man

can't

hardly walk

no more

still I hear drums

look shook

at buffalo

behind tall

fence

bloodied my hands

in wilder deer

before

now

I dream

walking with Indians

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Authors Bio:

Kevin is an Artist, Writer, Carpenter and Gallerist in Texas.