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I visited the village of Sky Folk where the land rises to touch the sky and the sky bends to kiss the land. In this village, the brave bird men and the daring winged women teach their smiling, gliding children the secrets of the art of flight.

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Date: 11/17/2020 10:43:00 AM
Soaring Hopi high? Aloha! Rico
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Pamela King
Date: 11/17/2020 1:33:00 PM
Actually this poem is about a hang-gliding experience in the Appalachian Mts. It's interesting to discover other interpretations. Someone else (not a souper) also thought that it sounded Native American!

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