Coyote Poetry
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Coyote spiritA Poem by Coyote PoetryLast dream is freedom. When it is gone. What is left. |
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One man wish and a prayer.A Poem by Coyote PoetryA prayer for peace. |
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Waiting by the wayside.A Poem by Coyote PoetrySometime we must stop and re-adjust our life and thoughts. |
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My Winter loveA Poem by Coyote PoetryCold days seem to bring people closer. |
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Father's burden.A Poem by Coyote PoetryMy father taught me to appreciate laughter and woman. |
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So beautifulA Poem by Coyote PoetryOld poetry. Good dreams. |
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My beautiful Beatrice.A Poem by Coyote PoetryThe ocean is near, no place to be and a beautiful Italian girl. Paradise for the lucky in love and life. |
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The whiskey and the beer.A Poem by Coyote PoetryEasy to hide in the wrong things. |
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The Gypsy dance.A Poem by Coyote PoetryGood to know freedom and understand the dance of free-will and dreams. |
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Blood and wine.A Poem by Coyote PoetryLife teaches us many things. Sometime we must fight for the good things in our life. |
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