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I dreamed in Native last night my ancestors were gathered whispering wisdom in my dreams they whispered their stories in my dreams through caverns..

TGIF I, Dawn, am a junkaholic, and not trying to quit or rather a treasurer seeker a recycler of items that come with memories a purveyor of misce..

Feelings I hurt so I put on my protective mask it stops the insults from getting through I am wounded so on goes the scooby doo bandage over t..

Fear be gone away no room for you here stop sneaking in the room causing everyone not to hear closing their minds and their hearts to what is ..

Messed Up and Precious We beat ourselves up we beat ourselves down plant our faces in the mud come up looking like a clown ..

Rhythm of Life My soul sings with the rhythm of life the beat of my heart is it's drum spirit dancing as the sun comes up illuminating lifes noi..

See the sky life all around patterns and design too intricate for a four year old mind a knowing she had been here before person from before o..

Skin and bones I live in this skin Extremely thin Let's the words in And twist them Wrong sometimes Live with these bones Frail Yet strong..

I walk in the steps of Women who have gone before me Who have paved the way for my freedom From the ancients reverence of The wombs fertility To..

I am W O M A N I don’t have to roar I am she her, female mother daughter sister grandmother woman child girl from my womb springs lif..