phlewght: ...the great wood swelling beneath tar and steel.
phlewght: IN MY VOICE
phlewght: ...too deep for even the river to fathom.
phlewght: ...Now I live in this land of plenty....
phlewght: ...and remember my long distant home.
phlewght: SNAPS ITS TETHER
phlewght: TETHER
phlewght: A water buffalo will fight until it sn-- --spinach bo--
phlewght: Our roots spread and tangle underground.
phlewght: How many times we said one nation indivisible....
phlewght: The river will remember nothing of this.
phlewght: The river remembers the spaces it once filled.
phlewght: history is the tale of victors