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In
the Shadowed Night
by Leonard Peltier
Sometimes
in the shadowed night
I become spirit.
The walls, the bars, the gratings dissolve into light
and I unloose my soul
and fly through the inner darkness of my being.
I become transparent,
a bright shadow,
a bird of dreams singing from the tree of life.
From Leonard Peltier's book PRISON WRITINGS: MY LIFE IS
A SUNDANCE
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