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family tree
warm summer day, swarm of tear drops
carried with the light breeze
spores spread from their origin
diaspora
weathering tumultuous seas swirling
memories thrown off ships
discarded with pain patched up with
the golden filaments shrouding the eyes
receding shoreline exhausted of infighting
halving families, friends
designated as foe by fear
at the front, uncompromising blackness
but speckled with white diamonds
promising opportunity
land of the free
scrambling to find security—anything works
find your place, quickly now
don’t stand out
risk being labeled
alien
words thrown harder than
stones whistling as they
slice through the air
endure
risk it all for twigs reaching upwards
older branches hold steady, support
yet these new growths are met with force
shoved back into the shadows
go back to where from which you came from
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