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He is very near to the camera, his head is cocked at a strange angle, and he peers directly into the lens. I have never met this Indian or seen his countenance before, yet I sensed a familiarity in his appearance that took me some time to pinpoint, and then it occurred to me. His shadowy form, with lame leg and odd tilt of the head, recall the raven that plagued me in the spring.
To the Bright Edge of the World
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