Poem Arizona
Clouds as big as moutains
Stroll through the sky
Snow-covered sacred mountain
The spirits leave imprints of their faces there
In giant granite boulders people make their homes
On top of the mountains I see where the rainbows end
Stroll through the sky
Snow-covered sacred mountain
The spirits leave imprints of their faces there
In giant granite boulders people make their homes
On top of the mountains I see where the rainbows end
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