THE LONE SIOUX WARRIOR

Native American lost!

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1. little big man

THE LONE SIOUX WARRIOR

I threw on an extra layer of clothes, unfortunately i am not a very big man although my tribe call me the "little big man".
Small in stature, but big in heart not scared to fight.
I lost my band of brothers and wander on the plain in pain, not a living thing only a buzzard circles in the blizzard.
The cold air blows my bones to ice, my feathered war bonnet upon my head is frozen and still, my pony fell from its bite and chill.
My Tepee and woman i dream of their warmth, i fear i wont make it home the floor frozen beneath.
My buffalo hides are keeping the frost bite at bay, but they are wet and bloodied and i am begining to fray!
The sun is sinking, so is my soul we will both disappear in the deep snow.

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