"I did not know then how much was ended. When I look back now from this high hill of my old age, I can still see the butchered women and children lying heaped and scattered all along the crooked gultch as plain as when I saw them with eyes still young. And I can see that something else died there in the bloody mud and was burried in the blizzard. A people's dream died there, and it was a beautiful dream."
- Black Elk on the Wounded Knee Massacre.
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