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Werowocomoco
_"the chief's place"_
Here I dwell among the Algonquian. ![]() We are the stars which sing, We fly over the sky. Our light is a voice; We make a road for the spirits, For the spirits to pass over.
Among us are three hunters Who chase a bear. There was never a time When they were not hunting. We look down on the mountains This is the song of the stars. __An Algonquian Poem |