As a small fawn, he watched hin mother get killed, and he swore revenge. Under the guidance of his father and other woodland creatures, he trained and trained. Now it has become time. Meet BAMBO, this time he brings the hunt to them
Writing poetry and short stories to let people take a peek inside my mind. I also do videos, take pictures, and like to cook and share tips on cooking
Wednesday, September 21, 2022
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Fall
A walk though the woods Peaceful, happy, and full of life The birds singing in the trees the rustling of leaves at your feet feel the wind...

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The evils of this World hold you by a leash to Stay in controll
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They were fools to interrupt this day My day Where I was to be wed to the man I love Did they not think I would be armed Did they not thin...
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Sons of night Wicked deeds Doomed they are
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