Big Buffalo’s Wild Dreaming

There a big buffalo tired and old, falling off into a very deep sleep, dreaming of the lost praire’s appeal, crying for the many brethren, who ran off into the dusty long ago, and, who, now, run around the farms and parks, buffalo remembers the way of before with no fences, roads, towns, cars, cows, oh, it’s all gone on, just a repeating loop, inside his brain, the smells, the grasses, the watering places, and all those brethren, all alone, is a difficult role to hold, yes, one day, they will all return or i shall find them all! Buffalo smiles and falls to sleep to find his wild dream!


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