I am buffalo I am sprint
Less I see you daughter again.
Wine with me and deer so greek .
I am so daughter less I seek .
Frontier the stick of kind loaves .
Mirror the wheat when my seeds darken the light when it shines upon me.
Less I grow into the night .
With my dark scarves that I so appreciate from dusk until the birds awaken from flight .
Hunt til I have found you.
Reconnect with the winds and values.
Nature her back to health .
Hold her and never let go from even if the it's rough than well ,Hell.
Leaves will parsed from nutrition can lead us back to wealth .
Grass soften from a cut so fast .
Refreshing a sense of aroma overall mass .
May the journey be safe and plentiful.