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you are breath
breathe
like trees have memories
after we have
downloaded ourselves
here
they witness
centuries
and generations
pass by
their roots
they unwillingly drank the blood
of those killed by
genocide and imperialism
this is why willows
weep
they could not uproot
themselves from the violence
on Turtle Island and the Americas
so our ancestors colored the soil brown and red
with their defiantly beautiful skin
and the plants took in their blood
instead of water
this is why the earth is crying
in the embalmed pain of injustice She embodied
we are alive in this place
we are here