Dua Djehuty, Lord of the sacred words.
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»how quickly things can change III« by anatol knotek
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“Finding Me,” Hannah Drake
If I close my eyes, I can see them.
And if I quiet myself, I can hear them.
Their voices carry on the wind like the tune from chimes floating in the distant breeze.
Who are you?
Where did you come from?
When you dreamed, what did you dream of?
What is your story?
What was your name before they gave you that name?
Was the name passed down through our family?
Am I your descendant?
I stare at my face and wonder if I look like you.
I try to put faces to shadows.
Can I find pieces of your memory in cotton fields and red mud?
Scattered bones in unmarked graves that attempt to erase you from history.
But you were here.
You existed.
I found your name…I found you
And in finding you, I found me.
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Shuri. Okoye. M’Baku.
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