...You needn't presume that you know who I am...I protest and confess, I assume and resume...I love and I leave as your cheek I will kiss...I conclude and elude and disappear into the mist...I will lay in the dark in the deepest darkest puddle...on my back I will stare at cold rain and try not to struggle...I'll become one with earth and the chill of this pain...till the Mother in my heart pulls me up once again...
Do not walk behind me; I may not lead.
Do not walk in front of me; I may not follow.
Walk beside me, that we may be as One.
Ute philosophy
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