Chasing the Sun
I want to tell you something that began like this: {hello, the other day I heard a spirit- tell them he said FOLLOW ME. Many will come...many are the chosen one; are you ready? are you sure? I am Dakota....I am seven generations; my day will come, my day is the CHOSEN one. it is said that I will see you on the other side. The whirlwind breathes the spirit of everything that moves. Children are praying- sing with them. Don't worry pray for the wasicu's. For seven red arrows are the eagles heart feathers in the red stick medicine ceremony.
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