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Take away my house and I’ll pack my life onto my back and sleep under a ceiling of stars. 

Take away my stove and I’ll cook my breakfast over a crackling fire. 

Take away my running water and I’ll wash my day away in a river as the sky turns to night. 

Take away my stores and my markets and my two day deliveries and I’ll stick my hands in the earth and pull out carrots and pluck tomatoes off the vine. 

Take away my people and…I...but wait…

I’m lost. 

Please give me back my people. 

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