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By the sandy water I breathe in the odor of the sea,From there the wind comes and blows over the world,By the sandy water I breathe in the odor of the sea,From there the clouds come and rain falls over the world.

Jane Bierhorst , em In the Trail of the Wind: American Indian Poems and Ritual Orations
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And why have you burnt our Gods, when others are brought from other Regions by the Spaniards? Are the Gods of other Provinces more sacred than ours?

Bartolomé de las Casas , em A Short Account of the Destruction of the Indies
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