Western Frontier

September 8, 2009
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Winds roll through gentle plains
Wild horses gallop freely
Fresh air fills my lungs

Summer storm smells sweet
Lightning strikes in lonely fields
Bang of thunder, rain falls

Sun sets in Texas
Mischief brews when darkness falls
Her candle light burns





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