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Our Children’s Children
Oh the light of love
Shines so bright
That I think someday
That we might
Take wings in our flight Soaring like an eagle
High above the clouds
The intensity of goodness
Will be our shroud As we gain in speed
We will begin to disperse
Our children's, children
Will call us
The universe
© Thunder Wolf (Keith Larocque)
Native
American Poems and Prayers
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