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Her Warrior She wanders through the forest following a path she hopes will lead to home In a clearning at the edge of the trees she sees her warrior standing alone In one captivating moment she is frozen there in time He beckons her to come closer his open arms a loving sign Quickly she runs to him and feels his warm embrace Tenderly she kisses his lips and strokes her White Eagle's face In the wigwam they will renew old customs in ways of the past For Morning Dove and her warrior share a love that will forever last |
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