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![]() Thunder spirits hear my prayer Lead me to peace, anywhere Carry me away to where I am free Give me back my dignity Thunder spirits, let them feel your wrath Let my wandering feet find their path Give me back what was once our home Again let me see the buffalo roam Thunder spirits, give me what is due Hear the prayer of this Sioux Like a dream catcher, sift out the bad Give my people back what we once had Thunder spirits, this is much to ask It won’t be an easy task My prayer is for everlasting peace A chance to regain what was lost to me ** #1257867 Not An Image ** ![]()
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