Sumpter ForestA Poem by Black Cat FeverMy owls
they float behind me as I walk through the damp spring pine forest All around me I hear the ghost miners those who were here before me so long ago © 2013 Black Cat FeverReviews
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7 Reviews Added on April 18, 2013 Last Updated on April 18, 2013 AuthorBlack Cat FeverSumptner, ORAboutI live in a world of snow. It never ends until I visit the city, hundreds of miles away. I try to be creative in my writings and appreciate the creative ability in others. I'm not a critic. If I l.. more..Writing
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