by: Laurel A. Porter
Flies the eagle by the dawn
Above the dew upon the lawn
Whispered prayers that donβt belong
Just like me . . .
Already gone
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by: Laurel A. Porter
Flies the eagle by the dawn
Above the dew upon the lawn
Whispered prayers that donβt belong
Just like me . . .
Already gone
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beautiful.
thank you