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Bury My Heart at Wounded Knee
- Form
- Form Non-fiction
- Year
- Year 1970
- Pages
- Pages 490
A historian retells the conquest of the American West from the side that lost, tribe by tribe, broken treaty by broken treaty, ending at a frozen creek where soldiers gun down a band of Lakota men, women and children.
I was born upon the prairie, where the wind blew free and there was nothing to break the light of the sun.
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