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Nov 2019
Call of the wild, I hear you, I need
to walk among the wilderness, it's
in my heart, it's in my soul, call of
the wild beckons me.

How cool freshness cradles depth
of color, mingling wild, with loves
sweet enchantment.

Walking among natures treasure
absorbed, conquering spiritual
freedom, following the light of abundance
nothing is impossible to achieve watching
the wild devouring nourishment from
tranquil thoughts, among the wilderness
of fresh delight.

Call of the wild beckons me
I walk forward, captured by
life beauty leading me in the
wildness of my dreams, always
haunting me, never leaving
beauty of nature with love and
harmony behind.

(I acknowledge my freedom freely)

© 2019DerenaBree(All rights reserved)
Harriet Shea
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Harriet Shea  80/F/Mesa Arizona
(80/F/Mesa Arizona)   
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