Storms of chaos rise
to meet the eye that brings light,
making void of form.
(I am writing a haiku for every person who donates to Preserve the Medicine Wheel). Click here to donate!
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Salvadoran in exile. I am a writer, poet, story teller, performer, and hablador. I am a Toltec survivor. Check out my author page: amazon.com/author/koyote
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