“A little while and I will be gone from among you, whither I cannot tell. From nowhere we come, into nowhere we go.”

“What is life? It is the flash of the firefly in the night. It is the breath of the buffalo in the wintertime. It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset.”

The Last Words of Crowfoot.

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