Canoe 18RD0027

18RD0027
Dear Hudson Bay, I hope to make it your way, through the Sand Hill far, far way. I hope on the way I fell a fish swimming under me. I hope to hear the sound of a black bird singing in the wind. Then I hope to see people when I get to the Red River. Later, I hope to see a polar bear up there in Canada. Then, I hope to make it to you. From, Paddle to the Sea
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