The Beot of Me

Mon, 09/09/2013 - 00:33 -- JaredE

I hail from the highland halls of Hermosa, Colorado.

It is from this homely dwelling,

That I have gone out into the world.

I have traveled far || from corner to corner.

The curve of the earth has not been hidden from my eyes,

And the clouds have not been out of my reach.

I have wielded the power of flight,

Like the winged-animals of the sky.

Nothing is beyond my grasp,

And the horizon is merely my next adventure.

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