Once upon a time, there was a land called Turtle Island.
A land so pure that you could drink water out of any waterway.
The Natives made their living off of the earth itself and respected
the animals, birds and plant life.
Men and Women ran free, and the air was pure to breathe.
They slept under the stars, as their children played by the campfires.
Now, the very land weeps, and nature itself is preparing to rebel.
For the streams, rivers, and even the mighty sea are now polluted.
A wicked haze covers the air, and people cough and sneeze because
of selfish greed. Disease and pestilence has come upon a once pure
and virgin land. Now, besides a stream, a Native American Princess silently
cries, as her beloved Turtle Island, (America) dies!
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