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Echos of Spoken Shadows
As heaven is my Pontchartrain
carrying echos of spoken shadows
leaving no prints to quilt tattoo
contradiction leaving it to weavers
cloistered prayers awakening sleepers
shouting the winds, "Can Do"
In indigenous times Zydeco, Bayou
carrying echos of spoken shadows
leaving no prints to quilt tattoo
contradiction leaving it to weavers
cloistered prayers awakening sleepers
shouting the winds, "Can Do"
In indigenous times Zydeco, Bayou
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