A Freak of NatureA Poem by AngieA freak of nature I seem to be born under moon and swaying tree and in between… pale moon light within me a space was born craving the wild and unadorned this restless ache drives me wild and keeps me healthy like a child temples tall owls in the mystic call me home... taken in longing for freedom is Never full. © 2010 Angie |
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Added on January 12, 2010 Last Updated on January 12, 2010 |

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