Wild Like The West

March 14, 2012
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When I was young
I was king
of the wild west.

When I was young
I was faster than the coyotes
faster than the rabbits.

I would chase them,
out run them,
or so I thought.

When I was young
the trees would be my lookout
over the dry and barren land.

I would watch for friends,
watch for foes,
watch for wolves to outrun.

When I was young
my freedom was limitless
to possibilities, abilities, thoughts.

When I was young
my imagination ran wild-
wild like the west.

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