When distance
Dissolved in the warmth
Of your hug
I read our histories
in our palms
Your ancestors
Dared to struggle
Against the seas
Snows and man,
The epidemic
Man, who scattered
His seed as he pleased
My ancestors
struggled against
The tropical forests
The invaders...
Human against terrain
Human against human
Don't we still struggle?
We draw our sustenance
From each other's struggle
That's our bond
That's our connect
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