Nature
The Face the Jungle Kept
Before the maps and border lines, Before the roads through jungle rain, The Harakbut walked these ancient vines
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Before the maps and border lines, Before the roads through jungle rain, The Harakbut walked these ancient vines
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Featured poem: Whispers by the Watermill. A new piece from Silas Fen — The Rustic Poet collection.
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In twilight's embrace, where shadows play, Ancient whispers breathe, in the olden way.
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