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In Klawock stands seven totems and a madman, chanting under ebon skies, embedded in cedar wood, he is connecting two worlds a master carver, in a language without words. Born of the raven clan, he is tracing ancestry in the wood seeks the ways of wolf and bear. Born of water, amid the realms of earth and air his spirit runs with salmon.
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Apr 16, 2018
Apr 16, 2018 at 12:17 PM UTC
Tlingit Man
In Klawock stands seven totems and a madman, chanting under ebon skies, embedded in cedar wood, he is connecting two worlds a master carver, in a language without words. Born of the raven clan, he is tracing ancestry in the wood seeks the ways of wolf and bear. Born of water, amid the realms of earth and air his spirit runs with salmon.
ca-guilfoyle
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Apr 16, 2018
Apr 16, 2018 at 12:17 PM UTC
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