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Indian Drums

indian drums

Indian Drums

Black clouds gather,

the sun disappears,

waves crash against the cliffs,

alone in the world an eagle cries,

and Indian drums beat in my heart.

The wind is howling,

tears sting my eyes,

an eagle soars alone once more,

like the eagle, my spirit will fly,

and Indian drums beat in my heart.

*This an original poem that I wrote when I was 19.

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