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CRAZY-MEDICINE
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Beat winds, winds beat,
Iron winds, icy winds,
Winds with hail like leaden shot
That make a sounding thunder;
Beat a sleet upon his head,
Up and down, up and down—
Hail upon a drum.

Wail winds, winds wail,
Silver winds, pointed winds,
Winds to stab a coyote soul,
In and out and under;
Send cold silver through his head,
In an ear, out an ear—
A needle through a plum.