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Today, I have encountered something enchanting Flowing through the outer forest, alighting With birds and deer, All flora/fauna delighting In her presence. I was taken to demanding From myself a further look, reprimanding my soul for wanting to see more of this beauty Who could she be? This brown woman, set to soothing my sailors heart? With another wayward glance, She vanished- Leaving behind a memory, a missed chance; And a man with knees too weak to stand.
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May 4, 2014
May 4, 2014 at 12:27 AM UTC
John Smith and Pocahontas
Today, I have encountered something enchanting Flowing through the outer forest, alighting With birds and deer, All flora/fauna delighting In her presence. I was taken to demanding From myself a further look, reprimanding my soul for wanting to see more of this beauty Who could she be? This brown woman, set to soothing my sailors heart? With another wayward glance, She vanished- Leaving behind a memory, a missed chance; And a man with knees too weak to stand.
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May 4, 2014
May 4, 2014 at 12:27 AM UTC
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