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David Edward Adler

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Lived his time, loved, worked and wrote “Eagle Man” This old, lame, broken winged Eagle awkward and feeble, as he was at his end, healed himself and made that one last lead from his perch, talons slicing the air. Dove past the turtles, mustangs and those marauding hunters and forever flew, detached and at ease, A graceful sight. And succinct too!

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