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Red Blood, Clay and Dust
they were called The Dreaming OnesOf Red Blood, Clay and Dustcalled to return from whence they leftfor they left without a tracethey were called The Bird TribesKeepers of Records and Timeold Shining Eyesof the Ten Spheresold Shining Eyesof the Twelve Tribespatterns of The Ancient Oneswove weave worldswhere stories spunacross the span of star mapped linesinto the earththe Great Designupon the fabricsthey left the wordsin petroglyphsin mathematicsformed sacred shapesin Solar Prophecythey left us threadsto Find
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