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Mr. Mojo Rising

What happened to his soul when he died
Indian groans
Indian groans
redskin blood and broken bones

He sought refuge in the child's flowerlike mind
the Indian's soul when he died
through a word man he spoke
With wisdom and truth from the world of the dead

through the voice of the youth
the Indian's soul when he died
took refuge in the child's flowerlike mind
But where did he go ?

The word man when he died

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I like your use of rhyme and the way the verses flow. Nicely written

Keep Writing,
Carrie

"Quoth said the Raven, NEVERMORE"

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