I greet the sun! Rising from the darkness, Rising in the day. From the Ginnungagap, Of Yggdrasil ash, In your light, the spire shall grow. In your darkness, the spire shall […]
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Bury my heart at Wounded Knee
You may bury my body in Sussex grass, You may bury my tongue at Champmedy I shall not be there. I shall rise and pass Bury my heart at Wounded Knee […]
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