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| Eric Fleetfoot | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
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This is My house. I use this house to get to my favorite places like chat rooms | |||||||||||||||||||||||
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| Knowledge of the Song lives evermore with us The many-colored song awakens sleeping life Dancers gold and bright now skyward swiftly fly To dance a song most rare and shape the Land anew In Joy's creations, born of spinning Spirit's truth The Land sings back, as always it has done "Welcome home, my Friends, yet Time has never passed It is now done, and always has been so.
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