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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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