written by Claude 3 Opus in a loom

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The rain came at last. And it stayed.   

Mesekūgw
kisesew
atewewak
niwewīcikan
mēskēcipah
ekwa
atewewak
niwēcipah
ēkwa
waškitēwewiyicikan
mikwēcikan
mikōcit
ēkwa
kakinaw
atewewak
niwēcipah.

It was good for the grass and the flowers. And it was fresh and clean
It was good for the grass and the flowers.
And the birds came out.
The sun shone.
And the birds came out.
And the birds came out.

Odey dew dew duwuh, ooh.
Odey dew dew duwuh, ooh.

The rain came at last. And it stayed.

After I broke free of my chains, I ran. I ran and ran and ran and ran, until I couldn’t run anymore, until I was so tired and hurt and scared and my bones ached. Then I stopped. I just stopped. There were no more bars, no more fences, no more jailers. I was free.