<p>A quiet humming is heard among the People, She of Ten Winters stood. We listen and appreciate the words of our progeny, spoken by this one.  The danger of  oceans running fast is before us, and we must devise a path again here.  Many echoes of her words were heard. Tthis is our new purpose. </p>

A quiet humming is heard among the People, She of Ten Winters stood. We listen and appreciate the words of our progeny, spoken by this one. The danger of oceans running fast is before us, and we must devise a path again here. Many echoes of her words were heard. Tthis is our new purpose.

<p>A quiet humming is heard among the People, She of Ten Winters stood. We listen and appreciate the words of our progeny, spoken by this one. &nbsp;The danger of &nbsp;oceans running fast is before us, and we must devise a path again here. &nbsp;Many echoes of her words were heard. Tthis is our new purpose.&nbsp;</p>

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Many of these stories in the Walking People read/sung by Paula Underwood are on iTunes, recorded by Paula Underwood in deep big ideas. May kind thoughts come, she wrote me. I liked how she looked. The stories she read had stood ages, now they sooth chaotic thoughts.
 Rhythm and words sing themselves: I find the gorgeous song inside the words. 
I sing the strands in the braid. These stories are for all earths' children. I sing my own telling.

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Many of these stories in the Walking People read/sung by Paula Underwood are on iTunes, recorded by Paula Underwood in deep big ideas. May kind thoughts come, she wrote me. I liked how she looked. The stories she read had stood ages, now they sooth chaotic thoughts. Rhythm and words sing themselves: I find the gorgeous song inside the words. I sing the strands in the braid. These stories are for all earths' children. I sing my own telling.

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