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Nov 2021
one earth
one moon
with
eagle feathers
to
make our wings
one horse
to ride
through
the
great grandfather clouds
and
the buffalo plains
one drop of tribal blood
one Cherokee nation
with
eagle feathers
to
let our spiritual voices sing
and
through
the
grace of God
we walk by faith
and
not by sight
Written by
Stu Harley
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