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the waters of my eyes are flowing with the beauty of the Ancestors.
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A thought below a Night Sky, dreaming of a new day on the Horizon.
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Come now Children, come now Children, it is time we see we are children of Mother Earth and Father Sky, the Holy Children.
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Knowing I need to heal myself, I am on the Mend, again.
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I once accepted answers from others but now I prefer to find my own.
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Struggle, is a friend, don't let him slip away.
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We must learn to listen if we are to become the ones we've been waiting for.
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They whisper from my Core, and say come rest on us, we'll be your Island.
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Drifting through life with my dear friends who have come to lift me up.
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Thoughts on a lovely morning.
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