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Breathing in New Mexico
I once met an Indian girl
Her name was Ajura
She said that she had seen sixteen summers
That made her my age
She taught me how to live
How to believe

She was a Navajo
She was beautiful
She called me Indigo

At first I didn't know why
But she explained it to me
She could see my aura
She called it my inner light
It was indigo - so that's who I became
I spent many days with her people
Learning about the earth
They make the world beautiful
They take pride in the land

Ajura gave me a greater understanding of the world
She made me thankful just to breathe
You could say this experience changed my life
I would say, that it started my life
Gave me a different view
A view through the eyes of a Navajo girl
Who was part of the land

She sees the soul in the forest
Reflects the sunrise in her eyes
Smiles and the world is still

She taught me to inhale life
And hold it until I could burst
She said you haven't really lived
Until you can breathe in New Mexico
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