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About Me
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- Water gathering most days I wait through blue and sun till dusk or even later and the rose has faded to lavender, to gray some days, the sleet has started and the leaves underfoot are slick with ice somehow I'm never sorry and never learn one night I waited till the stars were out dropped the bucket into sound, only felt the weight of it filling and the night full of stars and the river full of stars and the bucket full of stars come morning, the coffee is also full of stars
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I saw him a short while ago on the tube speaking to a group of people at Billings West High School. What a coincidence since I've been doing a lot of thinking lately about that part of the country (and know that HS well)! His message really seemed to reach voters in Montana, and I found that of considerable interest since they might not be inclined to support him.
He's a pretty remarkable dude. I think the key to him is that he really is *real*. . . .
He promised the Crow today to honor our treaties with them. That's major!
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