Recessional

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Go we forth from our council fire
Into the night, into the night.
In our hearts renewed desire
Burning bright, burning bright.
Loveliness of thought we’ve found,
warmth and friendship’s love.
Forest stillness closes ’round
Sky and stars above.
Blend into the mystic call
Wo-He-Lo, Wo-He-Lo.
May Wokanda’s blessing fall
upon us as we go.

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