Coyote Poetry
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The Island. Part four. The sage.A Chapter by Coyote PoetryWe must find peace in our messy world. |
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The island. Chapter five..A Chapter by Coyote PoetryEveryone had a story. If we listen to them. We can learn something. |
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The Island. Chapter six and seven.A Chapter by Coyote PoetrySoft hands on skin make the mind know peace. |
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The Island. Chapter eight and nine.A Chapter by Coyote PoetryYesterday is gone. Today is here. |
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The Island. Chapter ten.A Chapter by Coyote PoetryDreams become life and life become dreams. |
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The Island. Chapter eleven and twelve.A Chapter by Coyote PoetryNo-one had a easy life. We learn. We must become stronger. |
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The Island. Chapter thirteen.A Chapter by Coyote PoetryDo we find our proper place, one day? I wonder. |
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Dark days of Texas.A Book by Coyote PoetryBeing rewrote. |
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Dark days of Texas..A Chapter by Coyote PoetryA rewrite. |
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Dark days of Texas. Chapter two.A Chapter by Coyote PoetryTrying to repair old tales. |
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