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Iroguis Peaple
DG (9/19/1963 / )

Iroguis Peaple

MY HEAVENLY FATHER.
MY CROPS HAVE ALL GROWN.
ITS TIME FOR THE HARVEST,
its time to go home.
MY HEAVENLY FATHER.
MY HEARTS TORN IN TWO.
BY THE WORLD THAT I LIVE IN,
and the wors peaple chose.
MY HEAVENLY FATHER.
THIERS BEATY I SEE,
but just like the sunsets, it fades as i sleep.

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IROGUIS PEAPLE, these guys are a group or tribe that thought that if their children turn out retarded, then it was a gift from above.