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A Golden Brown Mexican Royal Eagle proudly soaring and gliding on invisible æther: Human Eyes from the ground: dark, attentive, following the Raptor's deadly arc as it ascends: The Mexican Brown Royal Eagle spots A frightened Doe: The dark eyes from the leveled plain: a startled double-take, follow the rapid Eagle's spiraling descent: The vaporized cloudiness slashed; A cinematic flash of hide torn and shrieking delight are jumbled, and echoed through the void: The Raptor is Voluble butcher As it devours, Sinewy flesh, Peeled from broken bone leathery skin and curved horn; The Dark eyes moisten While the scene Fills His Eyes; What Beauty juxtaposed: Death And Life Are Just A House Inhabited by Swift Or Quick The Fortunes Named In The Game Called Life Or Death. J Eduardo Ramos©
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Aug 9, 2014
Aug 9, 2014 at 12:01 AM UTC
A Golden Brown Mexican Royal Eagle
A Golden Brown Mexican Royal Eagle proudly soaring and gliding on invisible æther: Human Eyes from the ground: dark, attentive, following the Raptor's deadly arc as it ascends: The Mexican Brown Royal Eagle spots A frightened Doe: The dark eyes from the leveled plain: a startled double-take, follow the rapid Eagle's spiraling descent: The vaporized cloudiness slashed; A cinematic flash of hide torn and shrieking delight are jumbled, and echoed through the void: The Raptor is Voluble butcher As it devours, Sinewy flesh, Peeled from broken bone leathery skin and curved horn; The Dark eyes moisten While the scene Fills His Eyes; What Beauty juxtaposed: Death And Life Are Just A House Inhabited by Swift Or Quick The Fortunes Named In The Game Called Life Or Death. J Eduardo Ramos©
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Aug 9, 2014
Aug 9, 2014 at 12:01 AM UTC
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