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I was three , no bigger than a west Texas tumbleweed . . . just three . My mother hung the wash out on the line and wiped the sweat off her brow with her hand . Half an hour later the clothes were frozen . Blue Norther . . . you can see them coming a hundred miles away . Wichita Falls , Texas . . . on the Wichita river . Moses sat on a mountaintop gazing at the promised land but it was out of his hands now . Leaning on his staff , the one that ate the Pharoh's two serpents . . . sssssssilently a single tear falls to the ground . No fence could hold me . . . I was over or under in seconds . A terror at three , a potential runaway . The police knew me by first name  . . . just three . The plains of North Texas , jackrabbits , coyotes , rattlesnakes and all . . . were home . Forty years of desert wilderness , till the last man , woman , and child of Egyptian connection had died , . . . . . . was such a sacrifice made . . . . . . Moses was the last to fall . On a mountaintop of no consequences .       "Run Rabbit Run"
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Jan 27, 2015
Jan 27, 2015 at 8:51 PM UTC
Forty Years and Twenty More (1953 - 2013)
I was three , no bigger than a west Texas tumbleweed . . . just three . My mother hung the wash out on the line and wiped the sweat off her brow with her hand . Half an hour later the clothes were frozen . Blue Norther . . . you can see them coming a hundred miles away . Wichita Falls , Texas . . . on the Wichita river . Moses sat on a mountaintop gazing at the promised land but it was out of his hands now . Leaning on his staff , the one that ate the Pharoh's two serpents . . . sssssssilently a single tear falls to the ground . No fence could hold me . . . I was over or under in seconds . A terror at three , a potential runaway . The police knew me by first name  . . . just three . The plains of North Texas , jackrabbits , coyotes , rattlesnakes and all . . . were home . Forty years of desert wilderness , till the last man , woman , and child of Egyptian connection had died , . . . . . . was such a sacrifice made . . . . . . Moses was the last to fall . On a mountaintop of no consequences .       "Run Rabbit Run"
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75/M/Birmingham , Alabama
Jan 27, 2015
Jan 27, 2015 at 8:51 PM UTC
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