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The rain storm in the river are my brother's and Heron and the otter are my friends and we are all connected to together in a circle in a hoop that never ends how high does a sycamore grow if you cut it down then you'll don't have to know and you'll never hear the wolf cry to the blue corn moon or rather we are white copper skinned need to sing for the voices of the mountains we need to paint with all the colors of the wind and you can own the Earth until you can paint with all the colors of the wind.

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