Espy
Wanderer
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The fox glided to the edge of the water, weaving between ankles and legs and landing on the bank, seeming reluctant to get her feet wet. Folding her wings, she lapped at the cool crisp water.
After a few moments, she turned her red piercing gaze on the antlered being.
Who are you? she thought directly into the being's mind.
Step in front of a runaway train
____Just to feel alive again
â•â•â•â•â•â•â•? ?•â•â•â•â•â• â•â•â•â•â•â•â•? ?•â•â•â•â•â•
Pushing forward through the night_____
Aching chest and blurry sight
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Posted 12-01-2010, 12:44 AM
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