My Beautiful Pocahontus
Red Cloud....
These reminiscing waters have grown somewhat stagnant now; mirthless repose
It seems as the shimmering simile river begins its, millennials requiem
Canines still echoing somewhere beyound the sunlit sparkling of her eyes ~
While as their hunters now gather amid the densely diluted cannabis woods
In search of this lone gray wolf; Calaxial, their long sought after prize ?
Sine qua nons aurora borealis' zenith from afar, his guide; apsis
Her fragrant scent beyond the wildflower clusters afore this linden twilights
Reflections of resplendencies graceful contours within, her beauties silken prose ~
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...............{Amid Renaissonic Refurb} *
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