Title: Opcional

Text: How high does a sycamore grow? If you cut it down, then you'll never know. And you'll never hear the wolf cry to the blue corn moon, for whether we are white or copper skinned, we need to sing with all the voices of the mountain, we need to paint with all the colours of the wind. You can own the Earth and still, all you own is earth until, you can paint with all the colours of the wind. Cada párrafo será una prueba.

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