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Indig

 

enous

We were free

among the

gods of nature

then.

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We were free

to see the truth.

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I evermore remember

then the call of the crow,

the truth in the pines.

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Free to listen to the gods

breathe into our lungs,

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free to go sweetly

in the world.

 

2015

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