.In the moon of the budding trees
I was gifted new eyes to see
All of the shifting shape and ways you can be
Wake the dreams into realities
Wake the dreams into realities
Sunset diamonds trickle down our cheeks
The language of no words is how we speak
Pacha Mama spinn.
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