I can never go back to heal or mend wounds of place I had to do with

in this shadow of a black dog that keep endurance. I’m placed as man toyed with treasure and I work my way out.

yellow is a surging heart granted back to you from the eyes of A peach in an isle that holds humility.

we embrace time of what we have and not what we don’t. I want to dance a song a day my niece was so much a place we had a place she called me Sa’an.

For you Big big a this design in hopes you can come back to ground. No Distance can take away the place you search and from endurance a place is worn and granted.

An arrow drawn back

I have not place in this game. my nephew gone many heroes before us. and yet places we can have nuance and identity.

Slapping tails of the night. To be deemed by a King and smile where no one can witness me but a mountain and a full moon.

From a black world I keep tears in my eyes,

push myself forward and remain within the iron that I swallow from Tsa to be Qwa

Iron earned by time have urge and I put my head down into that place of earn.

hammered down and made a knife with purpose. You can seat in your place division and trust this song came back to

be reveal.

I can have not words for the man who changed my life, I can say hep kept me a place of patience when I felt panic. Put his hand on my shoulder and gave me patience to put my knife and adze into wood and make something of my life.

This long extensnion of heart. my world nothing without foundation a place I am taken onto journey.

I may never make a box or canoe but I can be part of a journey I am taken to. Where I may have been a person that would not have respect.

From this road I was granted a path that carved out a place of destiny.

Carving as a boy, transformed by a place where I can fall asleep on my hand. Be the place where a figure of the dawn is a thing I need to know.

it is many things and uncontainable but from the place I am

this moment a divider like a lane of stripe that can go back to my mentors.

like song of heroes of woe my brother a place of travel and some bound from time. We are on a journey where I am know a distance of language and seated as a station

From the black dogs I spent a year with in Chehalis, the place I had a fear of enduring the lamp wray and be bitten.

Nothing takes place over a time I was changed by a time Lane made me a brew of coffee and I need to be sober.

A Boy with ambition, no place can take away the place I feel those steps of light break that I find myself. A wind that runs thru hair that Uncle George was young. A serpent is an arm that ties onto my arm. From the place you are, Pookmis and Hikwaa this loss of Ben

An Iron that goes into the water like days of Skyfall. Take the days before you and know the ancestry you are let go and in the wolf of heart I am

my head down.

From endurance of my relatives and skin I was born into and boundary. The paint and place we have together is boundless.

A line the is fine and a place that cannot be found.

I am taught by Tsa

and held in place a container to give back knowledge of work. The day arrived I was driving back from the south. To see the first time a full moon and receive a call on the road from my auntie.

Call my mother to tell her my iron of world is taken by this place unchallenged and protected.

In place we have this in many forms. and it is held up by many songs.