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 Freedom of The Eagle Love 6/26/2017
 Life Is A Dream Love 6/26/2017
 Inner feelings Love 6/26/2017
 So Shall It Be Love 6/26/2017
 Hendrix Insight 6/25/2017
 The Face Of Christ Inspirational Poems 6/25/2017
 Sparkling Array of Elegance Love 6/24/2017
 Legend Collaborations 6/24/2017
 Peace From Within Love 6/24/2017
 Faith Like A Child Inspirational Poems 6/22/2017
 The Children of Never Light Inspirational Poems 6/22/2017
 Love Eternal Love 6/22/2017
 Fall Love 6/21/2017
 Take It Easy Love 6/21/2017
 My Goodness Birthdays 6/21/2017
 Dump Home Girl Trump Love 6/21/2017
 Who The Hell Cares Congratulations 6/20/2017
 Inside Out Love 6/20/2017
 Stages Collaborations 6/20/2017
 Coffee Talk Introduce Yourself 6/20/2017
 Solitude Congratulations 6/19/2017
 Got Jesus Love 6/19/2017
 Tick Tock You Don't Stop Mature Audience 6/19/2017
 The Power of Touch Congratulations 6/19/2017
 Two Feet Congratulations 6/19/2017
 The Beast Unseen Congratulations 6/19/2017
 Grant Me The Serenity Poems To Our Troops 6/19/2017
 Welcome To The Grand Illusion Misc 6/18/2017
 Fear You Cry Mature Audience 6/18/2017
 The Diary Mature Audience 6/18/2017
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Freedom of The Eagle



I am flying...
Flying away with the wind

Away from the place that I once knew...
Streaking down through what once were trees but now

Are buildings...
A place that was mine until it was ripped from beyond my

Reach by the powers and riches of man...
I am a blur of black and white for those who care to

Even quickly glance
But as for those who truly care I am an animal with

No home, no family, and no freedom !
Man with its filthy greed and heart of stone !

They stole my home to put up theirs !
They're tall stone buildings made up with fancy

Decorations
To this day since they moved here they repay not only me,

But the other brothers and sisters of the wild as well
By poaching and killing us with blood spilling metal

Mechanism for sport !
Maybe one day they will realize...

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