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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Music
Music The whole of creation Long before we were Music was Long after we are gone Music shall be The one true eternal The first chord To the ...
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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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The evils of this World hold you by a leash to Stay in controll
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Sons of night Wicked deeds Doomed they are
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