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Maia Apr 2019
Saying I don’t belong
In your home
Is my home
and your land
Is the earth’s
My mother
Dear sister,
Why are we fighting
Like fire,
Like water,
Like hate,
Like hurting,
Aren’t we all hurting

Building walls
Let them down
It’s been so long
Since I’ve seen you
Held you,
Told you,
We are all ours
And that’s all
We’ve got
So we might as well


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