A Look At Native Peoples History
She is always silent
You never know,
Every day I search,
only to find her
one day, high
up in the sky,
where she always
could be found
This eagle who has built a huge
nest high in nearby tree
she is just spirit
stays silent
but alive in me
The earth is filled with native
people
But I guess you ask about the history of people in a given land
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