Damp earth rich in fertile soil
I am pregnant with potential
Dew drops slide down your branches rich with salty soma
Eyes close as I sip in a deep inhale of calmness exhaling relaxation
warm breeze dances on my tan skin
moist air curls my hair
I feel you in and out
So beautiful how could we not believe
We stand up for our mother clinching our hands together so tight
this circle shall not be unbroken
One day harmony will come and we will all feel that breeze on our skin and curl in our hair and feel at home
Dont ever give up
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