A tale of the Nations.
Sundown quells the fire
That paints an orange-hued sky
Above mountains painted purple
Where old Warriors go to die
High Chiefs of the Nations
Voice their words profound
Then await their ride to bravery
Into the Great Spirit’s Hunting Ground…
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