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Dec 2009
I hear a horn
Death calling my name
What have I done?
What must I say?
For my tomorrow
For my today?

High leaps from mountain tops
Overlooking
Different dialects and words
I am taught.

A question for reform
I ask you how.
Can one transform?

Rest my past .
Reveal my now.
Challenge my world .
Show me how.
Written by
Keiko Larrieux
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