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My Spirit Is Not Alone Proud lobo snowy white on the distant hill It's image against the Summers moon such awesome beauty, it brings a thrill It's lonesome howl to a parted mate reminds me of before when I cried, as you walked out the door So now among the creatures these hills my bed and cover the eagle my kindred spirit, the wolf my brother I am not alone, out here near trails end For I have the stars, the glowing moon and all my animal friends. TEA BV 5-18-00 |
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I would like to thank MS Sperry for her continued support. MI amiga por vida!
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