Is There..to this world pollution of minds, where the fox and the rat are under attack for what they lack, which is human form and human descent into tameness and lameness, like a tree, bent. Is there a way where the hawk and the skylark can survive can stay alive in this human hive of ignorance of remorseless common, sense. Is there a word ever heard for the bear and the bull other than fool fool beasts you are, how long and how far must this attitude ride ? Until the turning of the tide, the burning of the tide 'til these precious lands and the trickling sands run away, run away, and the withering day turns to endless night, and still we will fight on an empty shore, for the lions roar and the eagles ascent, for it's in our blood this wild and alive, and while IT lives The Earth survives. Darien, wilderness child.
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