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I am thankful for, The wonder of our Morning star's rise, And it's setting Within our eyes, On this Beauty Way We build each day With great surprise. Native's compassion taught Pilgrims at Plymouth How to live within, give to, Nature's abundance. That providence sowed Reaped graces' harvest, Fraternity, bearing Fruits to this day. We gave Native America genocide, Earthocide.   Chief Seattle said, "no one can own the land". Bowing to Above and Below, for gifts bestowed, Giving, may we, again, walk that way. While giving thanx This full Moon's day, There, but for the grace Of God, Great Spirit, go I.
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Nov 12, 2019
Nov 12, 2019 at 8:08 AM UTC
Another Thanx/Mourning Day
I am thankful for, The wonder of our Morning star's rise, And it's setting Within our eyes, On this Beauty Way We build each day With great surprise. Native's compassion taught Pilgrims at Plymouth How to live within, give to, Nature's abundance. That providence sowed Reaped graces' harvest, Fraternity, bearing Fruits to this day. We gave Native America genocide, Earthocide.   Chief Seattle said, "no one can own the land". Bowing to Above and Below, for gifts bestowed, Giving, may we, again, walk that way. While giving thanx This full Moon's day, There, but for the grace Of God, Great Spirit, go I.
Colimbus Day can go away for indigenous Day; no?
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58/M/reality, Earth, Universe
Nov 12, 2019
Nov 12, 2019 at 8:08 AM UTC
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