Daughters

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Daughters

You are children of long dust desert roads 
With mirages tempting the horizon 
You are the learners of landscape, 
Listeners of the berg wind, 
Its strong voice shouting through dark nights, 
You are witnesses of a studded starry sky 
The gentle stirring of leaves, a lonely hawk 
You are the echoes, the heartbeats of red soil earth.

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