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Who We Are
A pulse
internal drum beat
within the song
old whispers
for stories told
of our ancestors
Can you hear? Can you hear?
the red river flows
buried inside
lays the ancient blood line
Close your eyes
and look inside
you may see
the spirits dancing
just before they
slip out of sight
A thumb print
pressed into the soul
will become a part
of the spiral web
where fate weaves its wills.
4:18 PM - 9/17/2007 -
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