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I walked With Indians

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Sitting Bull by Kevin tully

I walked with

Indians

as a younger

man

can't

hardly walk

no more

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still I hear drums

look shook

at buffalo

behind tall

fence

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bloodied my hands

in wilder deer

before

now

I dream

walking with Indians

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Kevin is (writing about yourself in the third person (illeism) is a trip) an artist/writer/carpenter and frustrated songwriter living in Johnson City, Texas. His latest frustrating songwriting attempt is titled, "I Touched the Hand That Touched (more...)
 

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