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Written for March Contest
First Peoples' Form Poetry Contest ![]() Great Spirit guide me in all I say and do. Let this herbal potion heal the child that will soon drink this strong brew. I have honored human tradition and I have walked the Spirit land, though I know you lead me and always hold onto my hand. I will sing songs of your great medicine this night as I burn incense and pray, knowing this child will rise again come day.
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