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snowy night

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Where Mountain Lion Lay Down with Deer - Leslie MarmonSilko, 1948I climb the black rock mountainsstepping from day to day silently.I smell the wind for my ancestors pale blue leaves crushed wild mountain smell.Returning up the gray stone cliff where I descended a thousand years ago.Returning to faded black stone. where mountain lion lay down with deer.It is better to stay up here watching wind's reflection in tall yellow flowers.The old ones who remembered me are gone the old songs are all forgottenand the story of my birthHow I danced in snow- frost moonlight distant stars to the end of the Earth,How I swam away in freezing mountain water narrow mossy canyon tumbling down out of the mountain out of the deep canyon stone down the memory spilling out into the world.

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Where Mountain Lion Lay Down with Deer - Leslie MarmonSilko, 1948I climb the black rock mountainsstepping from day to day silently.I smell the wind for my ancestors pale blue leaves crushed wild mountain smell.Returning up the gray stone cliff where I descended a thousand years ago.Returning to faded black stone. where mountain lion lay down with deer.It is better to stay up here watching wind's reflection in tall yellow flowers.The old ones who remembered me are gone the old songs are all forgottenand the story of my birthHow I danced in snow- frost moonlight distant stars to the end of the Earth,How I swam away in freezing mountain water narrow mossy canyon tumbling down out of the mountain out of the deep canyon stone down the memory spilling out into the world.

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she says she smells the wind in the mountains

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The author says that she climbs the mountain each day.