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I Looked Below And Saw My People There, And All Were Well And Happy Except One, And He Was Lying Like The Dead - And That One Was Myself.

The Center Of The Universe Is Everywhere.

Give Me Strength To Walk The Soft Earth, A Relative To All That Is.

When I Got Back To My Father And Mother And Was Sitting Up There In Our Tepee, My Face Was Still All Puffed And My Legs And Arms Were Badly Swollen; But I Felt Good All Over And Wanted To Get Right Up And Run Around.

Everything The Power Of The World Does Is Done In A Circle.