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A Friend Not A Foe Jean Chretien’s words spoken at Gander’s 9/11 Memorial Ceremony “Yes, Canada is a generous, open country, and Canadians are tolerant and kind, but never mistake our generosity for weakness.” “Never, never mistake our tolerance for lack of determination, and never, never mistake our kindness for softness.” “We know who we…
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imaginewe can row a cloudlike a canoeto wherever we wantand white swans follow? our paddles carved from the finest imagination,like river salmon heading out to sea.the rippling skies abundant with laughteras scented winds carry our dreams. in the distancewe see an islanduntouched by adults;a place just for uswhere tears do not exist. all the forgotten…
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My name is Pamiuqit means “dog with no tail”I was born in the tundraa vast nothingnessthat leads to my feet. Only fate can distribute calamityand the tundra is full of it.It rises like snow drifts in winterand sings through blistering windswhen the midnight sun has disappeared. It breaks the very ice you stand oninto pieces…
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A notch in our heartsfearlessly carried.a whispered breathlike a chinook wind.a peaceful momentwith an old friend.a once in a lifetime sunsetdraws a silent tear. What drew 5 friends together so many years agois the same thing that draws a nation together.The “truth” will do thatand in a seemingly magical wayunder the last sunsetone star will…
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I have the luxury of painthat is experience beyond adolescence.I have the battle scars of lifeattracting the eyes of the novice. I have the right to say nothingas the world screams into a void.I’ve earned the rightto laugh at your mistakes. I am deserving of peaceafter my death.I amlife.
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