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The Factory of Resentments

When My Blues Are Gone

Expect Yourself

TONIGHT

I WILL RETURN



Silver-Tongued Devil

Within The Green Wind Becomes The Fall

Think On This--IF YOU WOULD

Open Lines

You Got Your Lilly Back

I Write This To Remember

Errands (WHAT ARE YOUR UNOFFICIALLY APPOINTED ERRANDS?)

And I Smile ( Little Little Bird)

Where The Weird Actually Tried To Turn Pro

the earth is our mother

This Snake

All Of Who I Was

Where The Dead Don't Mind...

Peace Where There Is No Opportunity

Night Train

What Could a Death Meet-Up Have To Offer?

Someone Send Out A Search Party

I Wish God Had Better Magic

Canis Latrans

What's With The Lead Overshoes?

How Does It, How Do You Matter?

THE POCKET DOOR

Like The Wind In The Middle Of The Night

The Hoping

This Is It

The Inner String

For Another Mean New Sun.

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the earth is our mother



the earth
is the only Mother
we must take care of her
it is the Indian way
it needs to be our way

as our response to failed political policy
as our response to the idiocy of failed leadership
as a direct resonse to the greed of corporations

we all must unite
despite the odds that face us
we are more than the sum of them
in number
in unusual persistence
we shall overcome
to save our Mother

we must

for if we do not now
it is us
who will be extinguished






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