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The Vision Of A Giant Who Migrated From Baja To Tiburon Island

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Slender whirlwinds coming from the sky
touch the land.
Sounds of arrows striking the ground
roaring
raising dust clouds.
He shouts, warning of the days of danger.
I stand on the peak of Red Mountain.
He comes toward me
shouting.
My heart is a stone.

I shout, I declare it.
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