ANASAZI

The wind on the sea,
The bird in the air,
The days are long gone
From that land fair.

Eagles fly high up above,
O'er the land the Anasazi loved.
Warriors brave and of the song
Fought so well, their enemies did run.

Centuries passed and white man came,
Destroying life, were'er he reigned.
Eagles fly up above,
O'er the land the Anasazi loved.

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