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Heron
and wolf are our ancestors
river
runs through our veins
Bones
carved of granite
moss-marrow
at
the core
Body
shaped from the earth
this
is our common ground
Our
hair is forest
Our
scent is wildflower
Our
breath is the wind
Our
mother is poetry
Our
father is story
We
both know deep in the rock of our bones
water
is thicker than blood
and
we are sisters
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