Lucky number thirteen. Took, therefore, more than its share of days to post.
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Two traditional poems of the Chippewa Tribe:
Song Sung Over A Dying Person
You are a spirit,
I am making you a spirit,
In the place where I sit
I am making you a spirit.
A Woman's Song
You are walking around
Trying to remember
What you promised,
But you can't remember.
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