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Othered against time         

Othered to place     

To grasp a sense of connectivity 

Secure a notion of “we've been here”        

Though my feelings are my own   

No one cares -why do you       

I feel a burden of needing to know our history         

Our story     

to ground myself to an inkling  

I have remnants in our photographs         

Inklings in our family tree   

Echos in dreams         

secrets not repeated       

 Of our places and paths         

We know much         

But we don't share    

We keep sealed     

They let a bit leak out       

But I need more     

To piece it together     

Who were we         

 Who I am

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